Does It Still Hurt, Hmm?

Gu Nuo'er didn't speak for a long time.

She only raised her milky-white hand weakly and gently stroked Ye Siming's head.

That action was as if he was comforting a big dog.

"I'm sorry, Elder Brother Siming. I won't run around anymore. I swbear!"

The girl's voice was soft and sounded like she was crying from abdominal pain. She sounded aggrieved and her words weren't very clear. It sounded very childish.

She didn't forget to raise three soft fingers to show her determination.

However, after the intense abdominal pain passed, the child became very weak.

It wasn't good for her to use magic power in front of Ye Siming.

She pouted and looked like she wanted to cry but was holding it in. Ye Siming's heart ached when he saw this.

Mortals were indeed too fragile, especially Gu Nuo'er.

He felt a little reproachful.

He was probably too fierce just now.