She had waited for so long, but Su Xiaoling had not returned. She was afraid. She recalled many things from the past and could not help but curse. Su Xiaoling happened to return at this time.
She heard her.
Wei Ling was not stupid. She could feel Su Xiaoling's disgust for her, so she tactfully stopped talking. She was afraid that if she said a few more words, Su Xiaoling would really leave her behind.
Su Xiaoling was softening the vines.
After she was done, she began to use the vines to pass through Wei Ling's armpits.
Wei Ling was afraid and puzzled. "Su Xiaoling, what are you doing?"
Su Xiaoling didn't want to say a word to Wei Ling.
Wei Ling did not dare to move. When Su Xiaoling tried to carry her, she hugged Su Xiaolu tightly.
Su Xiaoling frowned and said coldly, "Let go."
Wei Ling refused. In the next moment, her arm hurt. She exclaimed in disbelief, "Su Xiaoling! How dare you, how dare you—"
