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Seeing Ruan Qiuyan's weak and helpless look, even if Lao Er had a heart of stone, he would still be melted by her.

"Aiyo, little beauty, don't be sad. You're frowning now and your little face isn't nice at all."

With that, Lao Er walked in front of Ruan Qiuyan, a pair of rough palms covered Ruan Qiuyan's delicate hands.

Feeling the sensation from the back of that hand