Shen thirteen squatted down and held her hand in his hands, rubbing and breathing.

"It's very kind of you, uncle." The little fellow blushed too.

Just then, a boy came over and handed him a pair of gloves: "Here, I'll lend you this."

Xiaoguer turned to see a beautiful boy with a pair of gloves in his hand.

Shen Thirteen also looked at the boy, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, apparently attracted by the fairy-like fruit.

"Thank you, but I don't need it." Little Fruit refused to accept strangers'things. Moreover, she inherited Wang Li's intelligence quotient, and knew that to seek Shen 13's compassion was to be frozen....