C503 Pseudo-mercifulness

Xia Bu's body shuddered instinctively as it was a shadow cast over his violent actions just now.

He looked straight at her body. She was angry and angry at the same time. She wanted to reach out to grab the blanket again, but her hand was lightly held back by him.

"Don't move, let me see!"

Mo Shaobai frowned as he looked at her body. There were marks everywhere, she must have been in pain