Yu Longting played with my hair, absentmindedly, "Ever heard of the butterfly effect?"
"Huh?" I looked up and nodded mechanically.
So, what does that mean?
Yu Longting said, "If that lost half of the soul had met with misfortune, would the body react so calmly?"
"So, the half of Dumpling's soul that was lost is pretty safe, right? Oh, hiss~" I thought he made a lot of sense and nodded thoughtfully.
It caused me to lose focus, and the needle pricked my finger.
Yu Longting's eyes deepened as he grabbed my hand and stuffed my finger into his mouth.
Without him needing to speak, every microexpression between his brows and eyes accused me of being clumsy, hurting my own hand.
I hurriedly pulled my finger out, "It's just a needle prick, don't be so nervous."
Ah, this Overlord Snake's thought processes sure are strange.
I failed to protect his own son, yet he showed no sign of blaming me.
Getting upset over a needle prick?
