Volume 3, Chapter 1812: It's impossible to believe that Yao Nie hit her. First she touched her lightly and lightly. Even so, she was in great pain.

She's not just a headache, she's a heartache.

Murong Lian refused to enter her kitchen even for fear of cutting her finger. Now he stood behind her and looked at her coldly. Don't talk about holding her, but he didn't say a word to persuade her.

"Ah!" Yao Nailuo cried sadly. She did not hit the wall again. The more she stood there, the more she cried, the more sad she became.

"Aren't you going to die?"

Murong Lian said softly.

The tone...