Cen Juan squatted down short, squatting in front of Tessa, looking up into the girl’s red eyes, lowered his voice and soothed and said, “It’s over.”
The man raised his hand slightly, and his delicate fingers grasped Tessa’s delicate hand.
The little girl’s hand is very small, only half the size of his hand, softly pressed into the palm of his hand, with a slight force, she penetrated her fingers and clasped her fingers tightly, “Don’t be afraid.”
Tessa felt particularly uncomfortable, and tried to hold back his tears, “Is it really over?”
Cen Qiong raised his eyes and stared at the little girl, her voice a little hoarse, “Then you can feel me well.”
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