If it weren't a child, he would surely play the flute!

No mercy!

He treats her like a plaything.

Mu Chudi was frightened. She was not for herself, but for her baby.

"Huo Zong, son!"

"Mu Chudi, don't pretend to be pure for me. You have a million ways to clear the fire for me.

Every organ of her body can be used.

Why did you pity her before?

She's not worth it at all!

He vented without any pity.

This posture inflated her shame.

Mu Chudi felt uncomfortable. His clever eyes slid down tears and he noticed her fragility. Homer became more and more fierce and seemed to vent...