rave. "Do you want to leave your uncle"Ning Shu didn't speak. He didn't feel the existence or non-existence of leaving. He was an individual, not someone else's possession, so he mustered his courage... moment of silence, said, "Is there something on my face"Kishimoto turned his gaze back, saying calmly, "No."Ning Shu pursed her lips: "Then why don't you look at me"He had a feeling he couldn't quite...