Jamie Qiao still refused to speak, holding his hand and wanting to eat ice cream. Lucas Lu put his finger on his lips and whispered: "You can't eat anymore. If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt. Be good and I will take you to bed."
He stood up to turn on the light, but before he took two steps, his fingers were suddenly held and hooked. A timid voice came from the darkness, "Hold me."
Lucas Lu's heart trembled, and for a moment he thought he had heard it wrong, so he didn't move. The soft voice said again: "Hold me."
"Qiao Qiao, what did you say?" Lucas Lu squatted down to confirm, but was knocked to the ground by the action of him throwing himself into his arms. He quickly supported himself on the ground, and gasped when he felt the pain in his wrist.
"Don't be good, don't be good."
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