Chapter 156 Good Skills

• "Did I bite you too softly just now?" Rachel hissed at Wilbur. He was too afraid to fool around with her after that. "I was just kidding. You're not heavy at all! You're really light," he uttered with a sheepish laugh. She didn't respond after that as she simply rested her head against his shoulder without uttering a word.
• A smile formed on Wilbur's lips as he continued to walk with the woman on his back. He went on for more than 20 minutes, and he reached a point where he could no longer feel his legs. He had been fighting a lot earlier, and he had to carry the woman for such a long time—that explained why he was so drained. Fortunately, he managed to order a cab from his phone, and the driver was willing to pick them up.
• Soon, they both got into the car before heading to a hotel. Once they got there, Wilbur helped Rachel into her room. "Take a seat. Let me look at your ankle," Wilbur said seriously.