"I would rather die of thirst..." Liana looked at the snake hanging on his neck in disgust. She really doubted if Dallan was right in his mind.
"Are you tired?" Jacob asked with concern when he noticed Irene walking slower and slower.
"A little bit." Irene nodded. In fact, it wasn't just her; the other people also couldn't stand it anymore.
"I'll carry you on my back." Jacob smiled. Leaving no room for any argument, Jacob carried Irene on his back and strode forward.
"You..." Irene was not ready at all. In front of so many people, she felt slightly embarrassed.
Sometimes, Jacob acted simple and crude to her because Irene was, in his opinion, hard-headed. If he wanted to change her, he had to have a stronger will than her, or else she would lord over him with increasing dom
