Then, she really did it!
She killed him, killed him!
"Ah..."
"Shouldn't killing me make you happy? Why are you crying?"
When Tang Yige's reason and emotion both collapsed and she cried out, a chill-inducing male voice suddenly fell from above.
Tang Yige, "..."
Her whole body shook fiercely, shoulders hunched high, face ashen, fearfully looking upwards.
Not sure if it was out of fright or... fright.
Tang Yige's face looked completely wooden, like a mannequin moved from the display window.
Si Nan sat at the edge of the bed, hands tightly pressed on his thighs, eyes blood-red staring at the waxen-faced Tang Yige sitting on the floor.
No one would know how much his heart ached when Tang Yige tried to kill him, how... painful!
She really hated him so much she wanted to kill him with her own hands!
She truly hated him this much!
Suddenly, Si Nan got down from the bed, squatted in front of Tang Yige, and grabbed her shoulders.
Tang Yige seemed stiff.
