Chapter 300 A child with eight feet

Sun Meiniang turned her head in horror, but something covered her face. She quickly ripped it away and shouted to the sky, “Somebody! Free me! I will reward you!” But at the moment when she raised her face, another thing fell on her face. That was a piece of fabric with milky fragrance. She let out a short scream and rushed forward. Her face was constantly bumping into all kinds of stuff. She held her head and jumped up. However, something underneath was pulling her skirt from every direction. She struggled to get off but failed. Then, a baby’s voice sounded, “Mom, he tore your skirt!”