The Injured Child Is the top
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Xiao Jiu didn't realize it at all. She felt that its Seventh Brother had a terrifying aura, so she hugged him even more fiercely, hoping that the great demon king would let her go.
"Seventh Brother, I know I was wrong. I'll cry for you. Can you let me go?" Xiao Jiu raised her head, feeling wronged. She tried her best to squeeze out its tears, "Tears that come down from crying with big eyes are really different. They might even turn into pearls."
Mu Anan wanted to laugh at Xiao Jiu's nonsensical words, but for the sake of Xiao Jiu's pride, she covered her mouth and held it in.
She had injuries on her body. She stifled a laugh, accidentally pulling at the wound on her back, which made her uncomfortable.
Mu Anan took a deep breath and gently stroked her back.
When Zong Zhengyu looked at the girl's difficulty in moving, his frown grew deeper and deeper. But there was still a troublemaker on the ground.