Seeing his wife looking so anxious and tense, Qiao Chengxun's heart suddenly tightened. He couldn't help but reach out and bring both mother and son into his embrace.
"Meimei, no matter what you think, I will never let you leave me."
"I..." Wen Meimei was at a loss for words.
Really, why had she suddenly become so sensitive?
It seemed ever since boarding the Moliu, after being hit by a sea breeze, she had become nervous and jittery, always worried, as if everything was unreal.
In her distraction, Wen Meimei's vision suddenly darkened, her heart trembled wildly, and on reflex, she pushed Qiao King of Hell away.
She blinked forcefully and shook her head, but why couldn't she see things clearly?
The more Wen Meimei thought about it, the more panicked she became. She looked up at Qiao King of Hell, "Is the electrical circuit at home broken? Why did it suddenly turn so dark?"
