Gu Xinzhou seemed pensive, "So, is this little guy a hostage?"
McDull: "A little hostage?"
Little Xiahua didn't understand either and looked at George, "What's a little hostage?"
George furrowed his brows seriously, thought long and hard, and said, "It means, it means, it means when a child has a mole on their face, it's called 'little person's mole'!"
Little Xiahua had an epiphany, "Oh!"
McDull took him at his word, leaned in, and examined Qiao Yi's little face carefully.
Thinking McDull was curious, Cassie put Qiao Yi down on the ground to give McDull a clearer view.
McDull looked from the left to the right, didn't see any mole, but thought her eyes were beautiful, a shade of blue close to black, like the night sky with all its dazzling, twinkling stars inside.
Gu Xinzhou looked at Li Li, "To bring Qiao Yi here must've troubled Mr. Li a lot!"
Li Li collapsed with his eyes shut, clutching his chest tightly, in agony, lying on the sofa.
Everyone turned their gazes to him.