His expression softened a bit, and he pinched her little nose: "When it comes to you, I can never be generous."
Qiao Mo smiled, but she was very happy.
Fu Nancheng was worried she might get tired from standing too long, and said gently, "Do you want to go back and rest?"
"No." Qiao Mo shook her head.
"Walking so much might be tiring." He spoke with concern, as they had been walking on and off for days. Though there were plenty of breaks, her health had always been somewhat delicate, and now with the baby, it could be even more exhausting.
Qiao Mo hugged his neck, stood on tiptoe to gently kiss his chin, and whispered, "I like walking a lot with you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life."
He wrapped his arms around her waist, deepening the kiss: "You can't go back on your words."
...
Finally, it was the last day of the trip.
