PREVIEW
... ng in his father’s stomach, Yanyan hugged Bai Tingfeng’s arm tightly. His innocent face was tinged with worry.
"Oh no! That blow must hurt. Is Mr. Panda, okay?" Yanyan’s voice quivered with genuine concern, his worry palpable.
As if the B-Class monster could understand the boy’s concern. It jumped where the poor giant panda was. It used its front paws to push the bear’s body, like how they commonly check that someone is asleep.
No suspicious movements coming from the viol ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE