"Uncle, can you really bear this? Can you bear seeing me in such pain? Why don't you let me go first!" Luo Qingli clasped her hands together, her fox-like eyes looking so innocent they might shed tears.
"If you're truly in pain, I wouldn't be able to bear it, of course."
Gu Yuying's slender fingers ran through Luo Qingli's hair, "But, are you really that uncomfortable?"
Luo Qingli wailed deliberately in pain, "Really! I'm really uncomfortable, I feel so terrible! If I die because of this, I'd really become a celebrity. Uncle, please let me go, please let me go, please let me go…"
"Qingqing, are you trying to tell me that important matters should be said three times? But, your important matters aren't that important to me!" Gu Yuying said this, but didn't continue further.
