Xue Fanxin had just finished her advancement, and her aura had yet to stabilize. It was a critical moment for Wan Zhihua to escape with Su Baifeng. If she chased after them, she could stop the duo…
"Little Lei, what's wrong?" Xue Fanxin gave up her opportunity. She ran toward Little Lei instead. She helped him up and hugged him in her arms, looking at him anxiously. His pulse was beating in disorder, and his body was burning. His body temperature was twice that of an ordinary person.
"I feel so uncomfortable. My body is so hot and painful. Wuwuwu…" Little Lei cried out in pain in Xue Fanxin's arms, looking very helpless. In the end, he even cried.
How much pain could make the powerful Little Lei cry?
He was now like a child being tortured by illness. He was seeking help and warmth in his parents' arms. His small hand tightly held onto Xue Fanxin's clothes as if he was grabbing onto something. He felt happy to be in someone's embrace.
