This man is so wicked. While doing it, he asked, "Does the little tiger look good?"
"Looks good... my ass!"
Lu Qing clearly felt proud. "Be good. From now on, as long as you want to look, you can keep looking. I don't mind."
But I do mind!
With him like this, how am I supposed to look?
The little tiger seemed to sense something. It crawled over slowly, hmm, steadier and steadier now. It even started wobbling. At this point, it could stand stably, and by the bedside, it even stretched out its two claws to scratch at the bed sheet.
Its claws weren't sharp, but those big, wet eyes were enough to melt anyone's heart.
Qin Miaomiao desperately wanted to hug it and shower it with love.
Unfortunately, Lu Qing was being extra wicked. His strength increased even more, and she couldn't hold back from crying out.
"Lu Qing, you're doing this on purpose!"
"You just realized? Focus."
Tch! She lay there, reaching out her hand to pet Xiaobai.
