Ying Qingcang was in the midst of changing Xin Qing's clothes when he heard the words she screamed. He ceased moving at what he heard. Instantly, the worry and anger on his face vanished. His eyes contained nothing but warmth and tenderness. He could no longer contain his smile.

"Argh... What on earth am I going to do with you?" Ying Qingcang said as he carefully positioned Xin Qing under the covers. He kissed her forehead and stroked her face, staring at her. She called out ...