He stood in front of the bed and saw her crying without a sound. His heart pained.
She was crying for another man, but he could only helplessly watch and couldn’t do anything. That was because he felt as bad as she did.
“Silly girl. Don’t cry anymore. Aren’t you afraid that I will be jealous if you cry for Shaobai?”
He hugged her and wiped the tears from her eyes while feigning anger.
She opened her tearful eyes and said softly, “You will never be jealous of Shaobai.”
“But I am distressed seeing you cry.” He used his fingers to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. “Don’t cry, Ning’er.”
She blinked and leaned her head into his arms. She smiled through her tears.
In this world, only Mochuan understood her and was distressed over her like this.
Her eyes suddenly landed on the big and small bundles that he had brought back. She opened her eyes in amazement.
“What is that, Mochuan?”
“They’re for you to use on the road. Come. You don’t know how to use certain things. I’ll teach you.”
Mochuan opened the small bundle and took out a belt. He fastened it around her waist.
“This isn’t an ordinary belt. It’s a very delicately crafted weapon. It has a very nice name: Peacock Spreads Its Tail. Do you want to try its power?”
“Peacock Spreads Its Tail? This name is beautiful. Is this a very powerful weapon? Teach me how to use it.” She touched the belt excitedly and curiously.
Mochuan’s face suddenly changed colors. He shouted, “Don’t move. Do not move.”
His body flashed behind her. Cold sweat had appeared on his back.
This girl was really reckless. Her hand was on the mechanism. If she accidentally had pressed down, she would have become a beehive.
