"Sister Qian—"
Looking at Murong Qian in such a state, Jiang Feng felt truly guilty. Such a noble and intellectual girl, and he had ssed her up like this.
"You... Let go of ... Let go..."
Murong Qian called out in grievance, pushing Jiang Feng away forcefully.
Jiang Feng tried to persuade her, still holding her tightly, and whispered, "Sister Qian, if you continue this, Wu Feng and the others will see everything. By then, it will be hard to maintain your good 'Lady' image."
Upon hearing this, Murong Qian finally cald down a bit. She still cared a lot about Wu Feng and the others' opinion of her.
However, she was still unwilling to be carried inside by Jiang Feng like this. That would be too humiliating; she couldn't let this rascal off easily!
"I... I'm not going back..." Murong Qian said angrily, "I can't hold it any longer, I need to pee..."
As soon as she said those words, her face turned red first, feeling both ashad and embarrassed.
"Pee?"
Jiang Feng was taken aback when he heard this.
This is indeed a problem; it's ice and snow all around, with snow falling heavily—where could there be a toilet?
"Can you hold it?" He basically asked a pointless question.
"No! I... I can't hold it anymore!" Murong Qian said plaintively and pitifully, crossing her long, beautiful legs.
When nature calls, there's nothing she can do!
They had set off at noon, and it had been almost a whole day, and she hadn't had a chance to relieve herself.
Just now, in the tent, Jiang Feng's teasing inadvertently triggered her urge, and that bottle of wine only intensified her need.
"Well..."
Jiang Feng was really at his wits' end, seeing that the tents of Wu Feng and the others had their lights out, so he figured they were all resting. He reluctantly suggested, "How about I escort you to the back of the mountain valley? There's no toilet here."
"Then... what if... Wu Feng and the others co out... what should I do?"
Murong Qian also felt embarrassed; she'd never relieved herself outdoors since she was little, and tonight would be a first.
"Don't worry, I'll watch out for you!"
Considering Murong Qian's modesty, if she were sober, she wouldn't use an outdoor toilet even if it killed her.
But right now, she was drunkenly dazed, her willpower weak, and combined with her discomfort, she bashfully agreed to Jiang Feng's suggestion.
Jiang Feng put Murong Qian down, holding her fragrant shoulder and half-embracing her waist, guiding her to a secluded spot behind the tent.
"Sister Qian, conditions are limited; you'll have to make do here."
Helplessly, he released Murong Qian, stepped back a couple of steps, and turned his back to her, being quite considerate.
In the back.
Perhaps really unable to hold it any longer, after finding a spot, Murong Qian struggled to pull down her pants, exhaling into her hands to warm them, and squatted down.
Soon, the soft sound of water could be heard, stirring thoughts.
Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel a bit agitated; at this mont, if he slightly turned his head, he'd see an unparalleled beauty...
But he knew clearly that, no matter what, he couldn't make another mistake, nor could he betray Murong Qian's trust!
His mind was only focused on waiting for Murong Qian to finish quickly so he could take her back to the tent.
Just then, as he insisted on not turning his head, a sudden "Ow!" ca from behind.
Now there was no choice but to turn around!
Jiang Feng imdiately turned to see Murong Qian leaning awkwardly on the ground, one hip on the ground, down jacket pants still around her knees.
"Ahem, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng swallowed hard, feeling a bit awkward and at a loss.
"I... I..."
Murong Qian felt extrely embarrassed and wronged!
She had just relieved herself and when she tried to pull up her pants to leave, she accidentally slipped, resulting in a heavy fall.
At that mont, she sat on the ground with one hand on the ground, her legs curled up, attempting to stand up.
Jiang Feng's heart was pounding, he didn't know if he should go over or stay back - both seed inappropriate, and his whole body's blood rushed to his head.
After struggling for a while, Murong Qian's chubby little bottom not only failed to rise but sat back down again. Jiang Feng had no choice but to shift his gaze to her face, unexpectedly eting a pair of eyes filled with annoyance.
"Little rascal! Why... why are you still standing there? Hurry up and help your sister! You with your guilty mind but cowardly heart... haven't... haven't you seen a girl before?"
Murong Qian angrily glared at Jiang Feng; this guy, when offered he refused, insisted on peeking, how perverted is he?!
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