Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Fu Yang pursed his lips, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Shu Wan shook her head, "Not anymore."

"Oh." Fu Yang took a bite of the remaining wild fruit, sweetness spreading from the tip of his tongue, and he looked a bit unnatural, "If you can’t hold on anymore, just say, and I’ll carry you."

Shu Wan’s eyebrows slightly raised, a hint of a smile in her eyes, "Okay."

Shu Wan’s smile was radiant, like a fairy or a goddess amidst the mountains and green fields. Fu Yang unconsciously blushed.

In the green woods, the clear and incomparable Shu Wan with black hair and bright eyes, and the greenish Fu Yang with silver hair and red ears.

[Such a harmonic scene, it feels like watching a comic. I suddenly understand why Sister Badass gets so emotional about these two’s beauty every time she sees them.]

[I really gotta ship... I’m so wicked, I need to go and face the wall to reflect, sorry.]

Contrary to Shu Wan and Fu Yang’s side, Chu Huahua and Zhao Yan’s side was extremely different.

Wang Tianyu refused to walk, so Wang Shu had to carry him.