Xu Shu let out a cry of despair in his heart and closed his eyes.
The Withered Blossom Puppet extended her Ding Xiang-like little tongue, staring brazenly at Xu Shu. Seeing him close his eyes in pain, she teasingly said:
"Oh my, what a fierce build this gentleman has, rushing around, where are you off to? Big sister's place is just ahead. Will you go there yourself, or should I personally send you up—?"
Before she could finish speaking, Xu Shu suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were full of fighting spirit, the face smiling broadly. Instead of retreating, he advanced, saying: "Oh wow, even in this wilderness, there is such a beauty! How can I refuse such kind hospitality from my sister? Hurry over and let me give you a hug and shower you with affection!"
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The Withered Blossom Puppet's already stiff expression paused abruptly.
She stared intently at Xu Shu's face, her eyes full of doubt, saying: "You little human, aren't you afraid of me?"
