It was so warm, so hot.
Jiang Wu's strong arms encircled the insect woman's slender waist, holding her firmly in his embrace.
He gently rested his chin on her shoulder and whispered, "I don't care about those things. All I care about now is whether you admit you like me."
The sorrow in the insect woman's eyes deepened.
She didn't speak, but just stared blankly at the burning fire not far away.
Jiang Wu seemed to sense the insect woman's sorrow.
He turned the insect girl around, then released his embrace, cupped her small face in his hands, and said earnestly, "I really won't care about those things, believe me, okay?"
The insect woman was forced to raise her face.
Her eyes and the tip of her nose still had a faint redness, and tiny teardrops clung to her long eyelashes, glistening in the firelight.
She seemed a little uncomfortable with such direct staring, her eyes darting away.
She tried to turn her face away, but Jiang Wu gently held her in place.
Jiang Wu looked at the insect woman's tears and realized that she had actually cried.
She's not even afraid of death; she's such a cold and stubborn insect woman.
She actually cried!
Jiang Wu felt a pang of heartache and said softly, "Xiao Xi, I don't know what happened to you, but in this world, it's good enough to be alive."
“My influence has spread across several provinces and lands that once housed hundreds of millions of people, but now I have only found a little over a million survivors.”
"Moreover, because women are generally a vulnerable group, especially those who are good-looking, too many of them suffer."
"But they are all living well in the revival of China and embracing a new future."
"Don't trap yourself in the suffering you've endured, okay?"
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