C357 First Courtesy Then Attack

As the voice became lower and lower, Nai Hui finally could not withstand the feeling of weakness. Her eyelids slowly closed and her small hands powerlessly slid down Ye Lingkong's face. A silent and sad sigh, at this moment, confirmed some ridiculous stories. Xiao Xiao's leaves rang, playing the sorrowful song of the sunset. The sorrowful song turned soft, and the song did not turn into a tune