"Can you not interfere in my business?" Shen Yanxiao threw out this sentence in a lukewarm tone and pulled the little elf away from this hostile area.
Shen Yanxiao held the little elf's hand, but she could felt that the little hand in her palm was trembling.
She hesitated and stopped. She lowered her head and looked at the little elf who buried her head in her chest. The little elf's thin shoulders trembled incessantly. Shen Yanxiao clearly saw a crystal clear teardrop dripping on the little elf's chest.
"What's wrong?" Shen Yanxiao softly asked.
The elf shook her head silently.
Shen Yanxiao crouched down and lifted the little elf's face with one hand. Looking at that little face covered with tears, Shen Yanxiao felt helpless.
"Sister…"
"Yes?"
