Lu Qiongqi sticks to him even more tightly.
Xiuting's small nose also sniffed hard, as if looking for a familiar and reassuring breath.
Zhou Ceyan couldn't, so he took off his coat and wrapped Lu Qiongqi's whole body, letting his taste surround her, so the girl settled down.
The man's voice was low, afraid to frighten her.
"You just stay here and don't be afraid of any sound, dear."
He looked at Lu Qiong's misty eyes, thinking that the scene could not be seen by her.
Zhou Ceyan lifted her coat again and covered her small face