Young Master Xiao stroked her forehead: “Don’t worry, I will help you.”
“What are you doing!” Just then, a roar came in and shook the tables and chairs throughout the house.
Mo Qing’er pulled Xiaogongzi’s shirt’s hand off quickly, and his body trembled. What if he knew that the child might be gone because of Dragon Spirit’s blood?
She dare not imagine.
Lu Fenying’s eyes were red with anger, like a wolf that was poised to rush to tear its prey.
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