Seeing her cry so pitifully, Quan Ying felt his heart soften inexplicably, and instinctively he reached out to wipe away her tears.
The moment his hand lifted, An Xiaoni reacted as if she had seen a ghost. Panic-stricken, she shrank back violently, her hands clutching the quilt like pincers, pressing it tightly against herself.
Tears streaming uncontrollably, she cried out with a sob:
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