C430 A Bad Omen Extraneous

The weather in Africa was extremely hot, and the sun seemed to be so close to the tip of one's nose. The sweat on Shu Na's forehead continuously rolled down, but she did not have the time to wipe it off.

Shu Na was holding onto a frail little person. She felt that the child in her arms could no longer hold on. She quickly used a few simple sentences to tell the child not to sleep