C38 Beast tide attack

Lan Qing was curled into a ball, her face buried in her knees and shivering. She looked very pitiful.

Lin Jun's heart softened. He crouched down and put his arm around her. Lan Qing shivered. She seemed a bit afraid, but she didn't pull away.

"How old are you?"

"Nineteen."

"That's younger than me. You'll be my sister from now on, how about that? "

"Huh?" Lan Qing raised her head