"Ah, kill me, I beg you, hurry up and kill me!" At that moment, a sound like a wolf howl came from behind. The cry was so heartrending, one might think someone had violated him!
"Worse than death," was exactly what described the middle-aged man right now. His lower body was crushed, and Yun Hao had dripped Cold Face's specially concocted potion on him, making him only wish for death!
"Little Shishi, you lost, but don't worry, your husband has already promised you something. You go ahead and say what it is!" Yun Hao turned back and kicked the middle-aged man, then looked tenderly at Zhao Shishi, gently asking.
"No matter when, no matter what happens, whether I am by your side or not, you are not allowed to get hurt. This is the thing I want you to promise me!"
Zhao Shishi raised her little head, looking seriously and earnestly at Yun Hao.
