Yelyu Lie lowered his head, bathed in moonlight, gazing at the young girl curled up into a tiny bundle in his arms.
Tears had drenched her cheeks, which were flushed with two red hues, and her small nose looked so forlorn.
A clear strand of snot trickled from her petite nostrils, and even formed a snot bubble...
"Disgusting!"
Yelyu Lie looked disgusted, but still used his fingers to wipe away the snot that was about to 'cross the river.'
He threatened fiercely: "I don't care how many men you've had! Now that you're in Bianliao, you live for me, die for me! If you have second thoughts, I'll... I'll... beat you up! Hang you and beat you!"
The delicate girl in his arms seemed to sense something, sobbed once, and snuggled closer to his warm embrace.
Yelyu Lie sighed softly and adjusted the jacket on her body.
He quickened his pace and returned to the main residence.
He kicked open the door, where a warm heater had been prepared, making it exceptionally cozy.
