The inexplicable anger made his behavior even more rough and cruel.
He kicked me again, hard and without leaving any room.
Jiyue Liuhen whimpered and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
The smell of blood filled his mouth, and bright red blood also flowed out of his nose.
The blood slowly slid down his lips and landed on his neck little by little.[
It was as if red ink had been used to draw blood stains on the throat. The bright color was a bit enchanting.
"Woooooooo..."
Finally I couldn't help but cry softly.
His chest... hurts so much...
It was as if a big rock had hit him, and he couldn't bear the pain anymore.
When he noticed that tears had fallen from his eyes, his face immediately changed to a nervous and worried expression.
How to do how to do...
He cried... He finally couldn't help crying.
Sister Wan'er said she didn't like him crying...
He quickly reached out to his face.
Instead of wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth and nose, he stretched his hands to the corners of his eyes.
He quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
He couldn't let Sister Wan'er see him crying again.
If he is disobedient, Sister Wan'er will not like him... and he will not be able to stay with her.
After wiping away his tears, he slowly raised his head and looked at Jiyue Liuyin with aggrieved and innocent eyes.
Why...why would Liuyin do this to herself?
He has received all the favor from his father. He has not fought with him or robbed him. Why does he still not like himself?
"Why, do you feel aggrieved and unconvinced?"
Jiyue Liuyin knelt down, held his chin with one hand, and sneered, "My good brother Wang, you can't even protect yourself, do you still want to protect others?" [
Jiyue Liuhen looked at him blankly, and a trace of blood flowed from her clenched lips.
He looked stubborn, and even if he felt wronged, he would never let his tears fall again.
It was precisely because of his current appearance that Jiyue Liuyin became even more angry.