Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself Chapter 902 - 912: Let Me Carry You Up, Honey

Mu Xingfeng reached out and pinched her slightly chubby cheeks, "You silly girl, the mountain in front of us is the tallest in this range. Not only is there Wanfu Temple on it, but there’s also a platform near the top. It’s the best place to watch the night view and the sunrise. Let’s go, if we hurry, we can reach Wanfu Temple by noon. They’ll prepare vegetarian als for tourists there. If we can’t make it, we’ll have to eat dry rations."

An Ran’s eyes lit up, excitent soaring, and she directly tossed her small bag to Mu Xingfeng, "Then let’s hurry up and go. Let’s see which one of us gets to the temple first."

Mu Xingfeng acknowledged with a sound, carrying An Ran’s small bag and following behind her, watching her high ponytail swing back and forth, with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

At first, An Ran was indeed very enthusiastic and walked quickly, occasionally turning back to urge Mu Xingfeng. But in less than an hour, her endurance waned, and her pace slowed.

"Honey, are you tired? How about we take a break?"

Mu Xingfeng also noticed her lack of stamina, with tiny beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. He took out a bottle of water from the bag and handed it over.

An Ran took the water, drank a few sips, and shook her head, "We can’t rest. If we rest the first ti, we’ll keep wanting to rest afterward."

She understood this reasoning and wanted to persist.

Mu Xingfeng drank the half bottle of water An Ran left and put the empty bottle back in the bag. Then he squatted down in front of An Ran, "Co on, honey, climb on, and I’ll carry you up."

An Ran shook her head, "How could I? It’s hard enough for to walk, and if you carry , won’t you be exhausted?"

Mu Xingfeng chuckled softly, pulled her small hand over, and directly lifted her onto his back, "Honey, did you forget what your husband does? During training, carrying 30 kilograms is routine, and carrying 50 kilograms during special training is also common. Your weight is really nothing to your husband."

An Ran lay on his back. Mu Xingfeng’s shoulders were broad, and his back felt powerful, especially those arms which firmly locked around her legs, securing her steadily from behind. His steps were agile yet steady.

"Mu Xingfeng, isn’t the Guard Team really hard? Have you ever regretted it?"

"Never," Mu Xingfeng replied without thinking, "The Guard Team isn’t just two simple words. They bear the weight of the entire country on their shoulders. They carry not only their lives but also their mission and responsibility. Their existence is linked to the destiny of the nation and country."

Mu Xingfeng, carrying An Ran, continued upward step by step along the stone steps without pausing his words, "Before I t you, I believed this was my mission, my faith. But now, honey, I feel like I’ve betrayed my faith."

"Mu Xingfeng~"

An Ran murmured softly next to his ear, interrupting him, not wanting him to continue, fearing he would truly choose between his faith and her. If so, what choice would he make?

But Mu Xingfeng did not stop because of her call. He rely turned his head and gave her a deep look before continuing to walk upward and speak.

"I feel I’ve betrayed my faith because my life doesn’t belong solely to the country; it also belongs to my wife, knowing my wife needs him more. So, between faith, mission, and my wife, I can only keep growing stronger, strong enough to protect everything I wish to safeguard."