Gigantic Divine Soul Shield (III)

_He… What does he want us to do?_

_Does he want to look at my face? Or does he want to hug me? Or else, does he… does he…_

Cai’er’s mind was already in complete disorder, as she was already sweating under the grip of Long Hao Chen’s small hand.

Noticing the sudden great changes in her expression, Long Hao Chen felt quite scared, as he hurriedly rubbed her forehead with one of his hands.

Cai’er couldn’t see, and for this reason, her perception of the external world was quite vague. At the moment Long Hao Chen came into contact with her forehead, she unconsciously took a few steps back, crying out in surprise, “Ahhh, don’t.” After all, she hadn’t prepared mentally yet!

At that moment, there were some small stone steps not far behind her. Retreating in panic, her feet got caught into it, and she was about to fall backwards.