He believed that this was possible, after all, the other party was that damn bastard Mo Chuchen!
God, what is he doing? It’s just...
He gritted his teeth in regret and adjusted the water temperature to the coldest setting, which made him grit his teeth in anger.
He really deserves to die, he is punishing himself by doing this!
He couldn't convince himself to let him go!
On the other hand, in the gym, Liu Xieyu, who was only wearing shorts, punched the sandbag with his bare hands, venting his anger, desire, and urge to rush out to save her.
His hands were already red and swollen, with traces of blood seeping out, but he didn't care, he regretted it, he felt sad!
Holding the sandbag steady, he rested his head on it, panting slightly, recalling that incident a long time ago...
"Brother, what is this?" At that time, the little cat was wearing a dress, holding a doll, and pointed at the big sandbag in front of her that was taller than her and asked curiously.
"Sandbag? It's for beating. Do you want to try beating the little kitten?" He petted her head lovingly.
‘Are you as good as your brother? Great!’ Then she put down the doll and started competing with the sandbag.
How can a little girl push such a big sandbag when she is so thin?
Finally, he used his hands together and pushed it away a meter away with all his strength, but was knocked heavily to the ground by the sandbag that swung back, and he fainted immediately.