The driver drove the car, following behind him at a stop-and-go pace.
Every step Sheng Shi took was the most stable, trying his best not to jostle the woman lying on his back, who was sleeping soundly. As he watched the road ahead, he couldn't help but reminisce about the many years ago when he often carried her this way.
Back then, Chu Chu loved beauty dearly and always wore a pair of high heels over ten centimeters tall. However, she lacked the endurance and couldn't walk for long before complaining of fatigue, her feet aching, and then she would tug at his sleeve with a particularly forceful tone, demanding, "Shi'er, I'm tired, squat down and carry me!"
When she said this, it was always in a particularly assertive, commanding tone, as if it were his natural and rightful duty to carry her.
