Qin Huai watched as Little Ah Yu ran to his side. He frowned and turned to the side.
Little Ah Yu was about to pounce on Qin Huai when she was caught off guard and fell to the ground.
Little Ah Yu was stunned. When she turned to look at Qin Huai, her eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Little Brother?"
[This is a brat! Kid, don't like him anymore!]
Meatball was about to die of anger. How could he let its treasure fall to the ground?
How painful!
It didn't matter if she wore thick clothes!
Qin Huai stood still, but his fingers behind his back trembled.
He had already made an exception yesterday and made a wreath for her. He could not let her get close to him today.
The more innocent she acted, the more likely it was a trap.
Even in his last moments, he hoped that he could remain clear headed.
"Little Brother, you didn't do it on purpose, right?" Little Ah Yu's eyes were filled with tears, but she was smiling.
