The little angel truly lived up to her name. Every positive word in the world could describe all the wonderful things about her. Just wrapping my arms around my two precious daughters was enough to replenish me with energy in an instant. The ache in my heart had shown on my face, but after the baby's treatment, my complexion had finally returned to something close to normal.
Ye Ranxing's tiny hands clenched tight.
She was so nervous that, before she knew it, her dark energy started leaking out.
Suddenly, she was on high alert, but she couldn't grab hold of the wisp of mist.
All she could do was watch helplessly as the black energy drifted toward the face above her.
Ye Ranxing's eyes filled with despair. Nobody liked dark energy, let alone having it smacked right into their face.
Her mother wouldn't be any different.
Was her mother going to throw her down?
Meanwhile,
Ye Zhaoxuan seemed to sense the disturbance. She turned her head slightly and looked at her little sister.
She reached out her tiny hand and slowly grasped at the air. Thanks to light and darkness repelling yet attracting each other, she easily caught the dark energy in her palm.
The tiny clump of dark energy was like a nimble little snake. No matter how it twisted and changed shape, it couldn't escape the light energy binding it in Xiao Xuan's soft, fair little hand.
The commotion below made me slowly open my eyes, my pretty lashes trembling faintly.
Ye Ranxing grew even more nervous, so nervous she forgot to breathe.
She was going to be rejected!
If it had been anyone else, she would have snapped, "Who do you think you are to reject the Fallen Angel Lord?"
But this person was different.
The one