C80 Whose Child Is It

Lo Yingshui obediently left and poured a cup of hot coffee for her.

"I don't want to drink it now. Take it." A new round of punishment began. Lo Yingshui could only obediently place the water in her hands and let it continuously shake.

"You must be very dissatisfied right now. You must want to pour the coffee on my face." Anne noticed her trembling hands and feet