"Punish you...... Carry me around Tiananmen Square on your back......" Yang Lu remembered what Zhao Liang said.

Wen Feng felt that such a punishment seemed to have pulled the distance between him and Yang Lu, turned around and exposed his back to her, and said with a smile: "Come on!"

Yang Lu smiled and scurried up lightly, hooking his neck. She blurted out: "You are like Zhu Bajie carrying a ......" I originally wanted to take the opportunity to make a joke about Wen Feng, but when she thought of the words in the back, she accidentally wrapped herself in, and her face turned red and she didn't continue.

"Why didn't you say it, what are you carrying in the back?" Wen Feng heard the reason why she didn't say it, and probably asked.

"I don't say it, I'm wrong!"

"You're not wrong, I'll tell you for you, carry your daughter-in-law!" Wen Feng ran a few steps on her back, causing Yang Lu to laugh coquettishly.

Wen Feng walked on the edge of the square with her on his back, and when he walked dozens of meters, Yang Lu said in surprise: "You don't really want to carry me around, do you?"

"Didn't you punish me?" Wen Feng turned her upside down, turned around and said with a smile, "This is just the beginning, it's still early." ”

"Are you serious? I'm joking with you, let me go!" Yang Lu struggled on his back.

"Don't move, don't move! It's okay, you're not sinking!" Wen Feng hooked Yang Lu's struggling legs with both hands to prevent her from moving.

Yang Lu struggled several times, but was "fixed" on Wen Feng's back, and then she stopped resisting, put her arms around Wen Feng's neck and whispered softly in his ear: "You are so good...... After speaking, she quietly put her face on Wen Feng's back.

This circle walked for an hour, during which Yang Lu shouted to come down many times while he was standing and resting, but Wen Feng disagreed, and she was held down to death.

In the past few years that I have been in contact with Wen Feng, he is such a person, as long as he recognizes something, he must do it, eight horses can't pull it back, and he will do his best to do it; His personality reminds me of a saying: "The higher you climb, the harder you fall......"

Finally returned to the starting point, after Wen Feng put Yang Lu down gently, he sat down on the ground all at once, panting heavily, his legs were a little trembling, he took off his coat, the clothes inside were already soaked with sweat, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were dripping down, Yang Lu just squatted beside him in distress, wiping his sweat with a tissue, Wen Feng squinted his eyes and enjoyed everything she had done for herself.

"I'm tired, hurry up and put it on, don't catch a cold. Yang Lu put the clothes in his arms on him and complained, "I won't dare to make such a joke with you in the future, you are too serious." ”

"I'm not tired!" Wen Feng sat on the ground for a while, feeling almost rested, stood up and put on his clothes, and patted the dust on his buttocks.

"I'm going to try it too!" Yang Lu said suddenly.

"Try what?"

"I'm going to carry you!"

"Back me, don't be kidding. ”

"I'll see if I can carry you. Yang Lu insisted, and then his body had already turned around, "Wen Feng, come up!"

Seeing her like this, Wen Feng had to reluctantly agree: "Okay, let's try it." ”

Since Wen Feng was taller than her, he didn't need to run up like Yang Lu, so he directly lay on Yang Lu's back, worried that she wouldn't be able to bear his weight, and his feet never left the ground.

Sure enough, Yang Lu's back bent, she gritted her teeth and said, "...... Yours...... Foot...... Leave...... Ground...... I can....... Line ......"

Wen Feng bent his legs, and his feet quickly left the ground. But he knew that if his feet left the ground, Yang Lu's back would instantly bear several times the weight, and if Yang Lu couldn't do it, he was ready to put his feet down quickly.

Not to mention, Yang Lu really walked a few steps with Wen Feng on his back, and then Yang Lu couldn't bear the weight on his body, his legs bent, and he almost sat on the ground, but fortunately, Wen Feng was prepared, and quickly landed on his feet, reached out and hugged her, and hugged her.

"It's so heavy, how did you get down this lap just now?" Yang Lu gasped.

"I'm one hundred and thirty pounds, of course it's not light, and you're not heavy, alas, by the way, how many pounds are you?"

"One hundred and five pounds. ”

"Hehe, you're too light, it's estimated that you've lost weight again in the past two days. Let's go, let's eat, make up for you, make up for you, and make up for a big fat man!"

"Don't, I don't want to be a big fat man!"

"It's good to be fat......"

"It's better to be ...... slimmer"

"It's better to be fat......"

"It's better to be thinner......"

Wen Feng and Yang Lu disappeared into the night while laughing......