Li Haoyang immediately objected, "My shoulders are also broad. I can let Miss Jiang lean on me too."
Mo Jingsheng punched him lightly, feigning anger, "Whose are narrow?"
Li Haoyang: "...Reporting to the captain, mine are narrow, the narrowest of all..."
Jiang Yan almost burst out laughing.
Sun Jingtao chuckled and smoothed things over, "I'll pass. Leave this kind of opportunity to you single folks."
Song Haitao smiled at the young ones, his wrinkled, weary eyes moistening slightly.
After resting well, the group stood up and started the return journey.
"Hey, that's strange. Why do I suddenly feel completely recharged? Except—" Li Haoyang suddenly noticed a stink coming from himself. He glanced at Mo Jingsheng and the others, who looked calm, so he suppressed his doubts.
He figured it was probably from sweating too much while walking earlier.
Stinky or not, whatever.
