"What? A cobra?!" Lin Yixun's face changed, "How can you still be laughing at this moment?"
"Don't worry, I have a long life, I won't die so easily!"
"Yes, yes, troublemakers live a thousand years." Lin Yixun quickly helped him up, worried that walking might accelerate his blood circulation and spread the venom faster. She squatted down and said to Ouyang Hao, "Let me carry you!"
"With your frame? Aren't you afraid I'll break your back?" Besides, as a grown man, having a woman carry him would be a joke among his buddies.
"Is my back more important, or is your life more important?" Lin Yixun couldn't help but shout at him, "Why are you still hesitating? Hurry up!"
Being scolded by Lin Yixun, the man didn't get angry. Instead, he felt a warmth in his heart. Obediently, he climbed onto Lin Yixun's back as she said.
Lin Yixun was very slim, her back almost all bones, so thin that it made people feel sorry.
