"Woo woo woo..."
Ouyang Qinglian burst into tears at the thought of how useless she was.
Lu Yang was dumbfounded.
He could never figure women out. She didn't cry when she soared to the skies, but now she started crying all of a sudden.
It was utterly beyond his comprehension.
"What's wrong, my precious Lian'er!" Lu Yang quickly cradled Ouyang Qinglian's face towards him, and upon seeing her eyes, he felt an intense pang of heartache.
No wonder a woman's tears have such an impressive track record.
Men really can't stand the sight of a woman with tear-streaked cheeks.
"I'm so useless..." Ouyang Qinglian sobbed.
Lu Yang laughed when he heard this and hurriedly said, "I was just joking with you, you're not weak, you're just too sensitive."
"Isn't that still weak!" Ouyang Qinglian became even more distressed.
