Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  “Yue……Yue……bad……” The aggrieved voice was like a child’s, immature and vague.

  Crimson Flame opened his eyes and glanced at her. Although he had no expression, she felt that he had a smile in his eyes.

  She touched her nose and said embarrassedly, “Cough, that, conditioned reflex, it wasn’t deliberate!”

  “Hmph—” The little guy snorted aggrievedly.

  “You can’t come over?” Sima You Yue asked, “If you ar..