bai yan held little ling 'er's hand and slowly walked towards the small wooden house in front.
Little Ling 'er stumbled as she walked beside Bai Yan. Because she rarely walked, her steps were not steady and she accidentally tripped over a branch on the ground.
Ling 'er! Bai Yan was shocked. Ling' er!
However, little Ling 'er did not wait for Bai Yan to pick her up from the ground and had already gradually climbed up.
Both of her small hands were red and there was even a part of her skin that was scraped. Her large eyes were filled with tears as she stretched her hands out in front of Bai Yan.
"It hurts, it hurts, Yingluo."
In the end, Bai Yan's heart still softened. No matter what, Ling 'er was still just a delicate little girl. How could she be so harsh to her?
"Ling 'er, do you want mother to hug you?" Bai Yan's lips curled up into a faint smile as she stretched out her arms towards little Ling 'er.