In the face of the sharp edge, Qiu Guo Guo no longer could pretend to be strong. The mask that she had worn for so long had made her face painful. Her tears were like broken beads and she cried like a wronged child.
The sharpness and panic tussled with Qiu Guo Guo. Looking at her tears, his heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife.
"Don't cry, don't cry, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have asked those questions that I shouldn't have asked!"
As Qiu Guo Guo cried more and more heavily, the sharpness in her heart became more and more painful. He quickly reached out his hand and tightly hugged Qiu Guo Guo, coaxing her in a gentle voice.
It was a pity that the more he hooted, the more ferocious Qiu Fruit cried. It was like a downpour with a fist of hailstone. He didn't waste any time and
