C70 Tail

"Ziyun don't cry." Di Yuanxiu tried to comfort him in a flurry. He waved his arms in an attempt to pat Mo Ziyun on the back, but halfway through, he realized that his arms were too short. He could only retract his arms in embarrassment.

When Mo Ziyun saw his foolish expression, he let her chubby little hand wipe away the tears on his face. He reached out and held Di Yuanxiu's hand with a smile