"Xiao Yu, are you not feeling well?" Tang Shi asked tentatively, "have you ever seen a psychiatrist?"

"shut up!" Xiao Yu raised his head abruptly. His face was already full of tears. He glared at Tang poetry fiercely, and his eyes were filled with murderous air. "It's because of you that I become like this. It's because of you!"

he stood up as he spoke, went around behind the Tang poem, took the whip in his hand, and strangled her neck.

"er..." Tang poetry was almost choked by strangulation, and there was no room for struggle.

"Dong" suddenly came from behind, and then the strength on Tang poetry's neck suddenly...