Little Zhu bit her lip lightly and lowered her head, speaking softly: "It's Brother Shen, I'm not afraid."
"Good, as long as you're not afraid. Let's go then." Shen Ming lifted his foot to walk forward again, secretly exhaling a breath of relief. He had never been this nervous even when following the boss's orders, but fortunately, he hadn't scared his little girl.
Little Zhu raised her head and looked at Shen Ming's figure doubtfully. Didn't he say he wanted to give her a hug?
Could it be that she hadn't expressed herself clearly?
Little Zhu jogged forward, gently tugged at Shen Ming's sleeve, and asked softly: "Brother Shen, aren't we hugging anymore?"
Shen Ming turned his head in surprise. The little girl was looking at him with a flushed face, and when she saw him looking back at her, she immediately lowered her head. Her shy demeanor made Shen Ming's heart itch uncontrollably.
