Chapter 117, Admiration, Father and Emperor beg you

"Boy!"

Ling Shan shouted at Mu Tianxing suddenly and intolerably.

Mu Tianxing's messy tears cut the beautiful cheeks into several pieces, a crystal.

She looked at him in dismay. Why had he roared at himself like that for so many years?

Ling seemed to regret it, too.

Holding your head in your hands, turning around in a circle and facing her again, you open your arms and go in the direction of her: "My dear, admiration will not be all right, you will not be all right, don't talk nonsense!"

Mu Tianxing stood in his place, was held tightly in his arms,...