Wu Ling was amused by his trembling voice, giggling uncontrollably with a sound like "ga ga." Her little mouth kept giggling, her laughter so infectious that she was about to cry from it.,Xiao Shanqing, in a gesture perfectly suited to the occasion, waved her handkerchief with gusto. Then, raising an elegant finger like a blooming orchid, she feigned shyness and addressed Wu Sansheng:,Then, as if he had discovered something, he tilted his head and looked at Wu Ling, asking in a low voice:。