Baby is suffering inside, but baby won't say!
Ning Xia clenched her fists tightly, looked at Bo Siyan indignantly, grinding her teeth, forced a smile, and enunciated every word, "Mr. Bo, I—of—course—choose—to—forgive—you—ah!"
After pulling out the weeds, Bo Siyan carried Ning Xia on his back and headed back.
Ning Xia glared intensely at the back of Bo Siyan's head, nearly burning a hole through it with her gaze, thinking to herself that if exhaustion doesn't kill you, baby will stare you to death!
As the saying goes, when you're down on your luck, even drinking water can get stuck between your teeth, and sure enough, halfway through their journey, they were suddenly met with the roaring sound of thunder, dark clouds onslaught, the previously clear skies turning oppressively dark in a blink of an eye, accompanied by terrifying streaks of lightning.
