After coming ashore, Lin Qiao walked toward the small space while getting dressed.
She didn't wear a bra, but that wasn't important anymore. Her breasts had been eaten, so what did she need a bra for? At first, she felt very weird, like a breast cancer patient who had her breasts cut off. However, she gradually got used to it.
Her body condition wouldn't get worse anyway.
When she walked to the entrance of the small space, the little boy walked out. While shambling around Junjun's legs, the boy suddenly saw the approaching Lin Qiao. So, he immediately stopping moving forward, then turned and ran.
He rushed to the bed, then climbed onto it with all fours and crawled into the blanket, covering his head with the blanket.
Lin Qiao didn't even know if the boy was afraid of her or simply didn't like her.