Koala Reads

"Wen Baozhu's small face was full of grievance. Her eyes were moist, and her black hair had fallen loose. She looked so pitiful that one couldn't help but feel protective towards her."

"Look."

"Sure enough, she was the bird he had trained himself. One second she was still shouting at him non - stop, and the next second she was softly calling his name in a tender voice."