Tao Yi was mad at the thought of the suffering of these days. He couldn't think of anything anymore. He threw his fist at the man.

Mojun was allowed to beat her at night, and her eyes fell dead on her.

She cried, her eyes were tearing, and it was very painful to look forward to her.

He had an impulse to put people in his arms and comfort them. But now he is no longer qualified.

Just a few days ago, he could kiss her, gracefully lift her clothes and move her hands around her body.

Tao Yi was tired. He stopped to look at the man in front...