Trembling while biting her lip, both the physical pain and emotional grievance attacked her at once. Zhao Nuo hugged her head and slowly squatted down, curling up like a pitiful little beast.
Zhu Haomiao: "......"
Unable to see the face of the little princess squatting and holding her head, Zhu Haomiao bent down, twisting his neck to an awkward angle, trying to see her face through the obscurity.
"Are you crying?"
Hearing the inquiry by her ear, the little princess, who was holding her head and covering her face, shuddered all over, stubbornly wriggling in silence, slowly turning her body away from Zhu Haomiao.
After pondering for a second, Zhu Haomiao moved to the other side, bent down again, awkwardly attempting to look up at her face.
"Did you really cry?"
"I'm not crying!!"
Zhao Nuo let out a fierce childish howl, rubbed her face messily with her arms, suddenly stood up, her pair of watery, reddened big eyes glaring angrily at Zhu Haomiao.
