He Danggui was so immersed in the mood of that nightmare that he could not return to his senses for a long time, and as soon as he thought about it, he let out a loud cry, crying like a child.

Tactile Long sat on the edge of the bed, not too close to embrace her once, by her crying, whimpering, occasionally patting the back twice. As such, after a few moments, she gradually stopped crying, only intermittent huffing and puffing a bit, back to God, think so leaning in this person's arms ...