What Do You Mean, "Simp"?!

If anyone asked Hao Shuai how he felt at that moment, he could only say that the pressure on him was as heavy as a mountain.

He'd known for a long time that Bai Rourou was a woman with a generous figure, but seeing was nothing like experiencing it firsthand.

At that moment, Hao Shuai had only one thought: I can't believe I got caught up in this so soon! I'm starting to understand Brother Jie's joy.

To make the "accidental" contact even more intense, Hao Shuai deliberately ran along the roughest, most uneven mountain paths.

At first, Bai Rourou didn't notice anything. But as the jolting grew worse, her sensitivity made her realize something was amiss. Still, given the circumstances, what could she say about Hao Shuai's "unintentional" actions? She could only suppress her discomfort and keep an eye on what was happening behind them.

"Hao Shuai, I didn't know you had so much stamina. You run pretty fast, too." After a while, Bai Rourou glanced at the Silver Armor Zombie, which had remained half a step behind them the whole time, and looked astonished.

Bai Rourou's words made Hao Shuai's body twitch almost imperceptibly. He inwardly exclaimed, That was close!

It seemed his acting still needed practice, especially when playing a naive character like Xiao Bai. He still had a lot to learn.

Bai Rourou was thirty, but she had devoted herself to cultivation and didn't have much worldly experience. If she'd been a more seasoned person, she probably would have seen through Hao Shuai's act already.

"Miss Bai, I grew up in the mountains, so I'm used to running along mountain paths," Hao Shuai explained, coming up with an excuse on the spot.

"You should put me down and run by yourself. That's the only way you