She felt wronged.
She felt extremely wronged.
Even when Jiang yubai abandoned her and the old granny wanted to sacrifice her to an evil spirit, she wasn't this sad.
Originally, Lu huaijiang had lost his mind and pointed his sword at her. She was still a little sad.
However, when Lu huaijiang really woke up, she felt really wronged.
It was as if she knew that someone would be heartbroken and that someone would become her support, so she suddenly burst into tears.
The teenager, who still reeked of blood and had a cold aura, sighed softly.
"I really can't do anything about you," he muttered. Her voice was soft and gentle, and it disappeared when the wind blew, as if she had never said it.
However, his tone was filled with a doting love that he didn't even notice.
The teenager helplessly wrapped the short fellow in his arms and hugged him.
The corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up a little.
