Li Manni shivered in fear and shook her head more nervously.
She tried to move her small feet, still very stable underfoot, almost like standing on solid ground.
People can't control their curiosity, how many times in a lifetime can one get such an opportunity?
Li Manni tightened her grip and tried to open a slit in her eyes.
The two were flying right over Qinling, and the towering mountains seemed like a giant dragon coiled beneath their feet.
Tufts of clouds, patches of rice fields, and long rivers glided by below, like a landscape painting, breathtakingly beautiful.
"How is it, didn't deceive you, did I?"
Qin Feng smiled at her.
"No!"
Li Manni giggled foolishly, holding Qin Feng tightly, her heart pounding like a fawn.
"My ideal husband is a hero beyond compare, one day he would come to marry me on a seven-colored cloud."
In every girl's heart resides such a dream, and Li Manni never expected this dream to actually come true.
