Lu Tingli's arms were suddenly flooded by a little crying creature.
The little creature cried so hard that it couldn't catch its breath, its bright, teary eyes both red and swollen, its body shivering uncontrollably, like a helpless and desperate little animal that had fallen into a hunter's trap.
Lu Tingli's heart was nearly wrenched into knots by the crying.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." His tone was uncharacteristically gentle, like the soft caress of willow leaves over the calm and clear surface of a lake, as he carefully examined her for any wounds, "Tell me, are you hurt, does it hurt anywhere?"
"I'm not hurt, just scared, woo woo woo..."
Xia Ningxing's cries grew even more fierce.
Heh heh, at these moments of soliciting sympathy, of course, she needed to act even more exaggerated and with more effort!
And the kidnappers lying on the ground, seeing the little crying creature now, couldn't help but start questioning their life choices.
