"So hungry. So hungry. So hungry. Want to eat, want to eat, want to eat." The little hand clutched Mao Long's hand, "Big brother, let me eat, ba."
Mao Long's entire body stiffened with fear. He could hear faint mutterings as if someone was next to his shoulder. He began to gasp for air, resembling a patient suffering from an asthma attack, his hand twitching uncontrollably.
Fear surged up like a vicious shark, tearing viciously into his heart. He began to struggle desperately with all his heart, calling all the deities that he could muster in his mind as his body was completely suppressed.
Brother Li Fu, help me! Help me! His mind screamed with all his might. He could feel his hand being licked by something, reminiscent of the tongue of a python, cold and sticky.
Terror filled his entire soul.
Hubby is coming. Nothing would happen though, Feng Mian is a ten year old child. This is their first meeting.