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"Does it not hurt anymore?"
Nangong Yaoyao led her own mother's slender jade arm, her eyes as pure as stars showing a hint of doubt, and always felt that the other party should still be in pain.
After all, when she had been bitten by an insect, she had been in pain for so long, and her mother had been so worried.
Now that an insect had burrowed into the other party, how could it not hurt?
But of course, she believed what her own mother said.
After a long while.
A golden-skinned, silkworm-shaped gu insect drilled out from the mouth of a middle-aged man and flew into the little girl's hands.
This scene appeared somewhat frightening.
But the little girl was too cute, holding her mother's palm with an obedient face like an exquisitely carved white jade doll, which dispersed the terrifying atmosphere.
"Let's go, Yaoyao."
Seeing the golden silkworm gu had finished feeding, Nangong Milí softly said to her daughter, leading her away.
"Master!"
