Sthenia

She was extremely careful. She was like an angel that had descended beside her, but could be snatched away at any moment. As she read the chant, Ling Xiaoyue felt like an angel that had descended beside her. She was careful, afraid that she would disappear just like that.

There was a light knock on the door as the puzzle on the bed was read out. When Ling Xiao Yue heard it, she looked over and saw Anna standing at the door with two cups of milk pudding.

"Grandmother." As she chanted in a childish voice, her soft voice carried a bit of a coquettish tone, making the listeners' hearts soften.

As Anna read the words, her eyes became very gentle. She sat on the edge of the bed and placed the milk pudding on the small table beside the bed.