Zhuo Junyue was nearly choked by her grip, but he could feel her small body trembling slightly in his arms. She was truly terrified.
He half sat up in bed, cradling her into his chest, his warm and large hand gently patting her back.
He softened his voice to reassure her, "It's just thunder, you have nothing to fear with little uncle here."
He said that with little uncle here, there was nothing to fear?
Is it true? Ningyan was lying on his chest, about to speak.
But then, a more violent lightning slash echoed in her ears, mingling with the sound of the wind and rain, as if it had split the tree outside.
The light that had been on suddenly went out, leaving everything in total darkness.
Su Ningyan was even more scared, her voice trembling, "Little uncle, the light is off, it's off, it's so dark, I'm scared, ooh..."
Zhuo Junyue heard the thunder, it seemed to have struck nearby.
