A Human Trafficker

Qin Xi took out a big and soft steamed bun from the oil paper bag and handed it to the little girl. Yu Liman had prepared this for her before she boarded the train. She also prepared other snacks for Qin Xi, but Qin Xi did not take it and only took two steamed buns.

The little girl's eyes lit up. She reached out her dirty hand and carefully took the steamed bun. Perhaps because the fragrance of the steamed bun was too tempting, she swallowed her saliva with difficulty and smiled brightly. "Thank you, pretty sister."

However, she held the steamed bun with both hands and did not eat it for a long time. She looked conflicted as if she couldn't make up her mind about something. In the end, she looked at the middle-aged woman beside her.

"Wake up, wake up, I got a steamed bun."

Her voice was very soft and gentle, and there was a hint of nervousness in it, as if she was afraid of disturbing the middle-aged woman.