Ye Qiu looked at An Yingming with confused, droopy eyes, as if puzzled, "Yingming, why aren't you moving?"
Facing the human she quite liked, Ye Qiu's expression softened a bit, but it still carried a hint of displeasure.
An Yingming trembled as he spoke, "Ye Qiu, they, they haven't really done anything wrong, not to the extent that...."
Ye Qiu immediately became furious. Even with her simple mind, she knew that these people had seen her wings and if she let them go, it would definitely bring enormous trouble for her.
If it had been in the past when she wasn't injured, naturally she would not fear, but now, she couldn't even flap her wings. She was like a tiger whose claws and teeth had been pulled—anyone could come and take advantage of her.
"They saw my wings." Tears welled up in Ye Qiu's eyes, and An Yingming's heart, quite uncomfortably, shifted again.
Well then, no matter how strong and cold she was, she was still a girl wanting to protect herself.
