C2745 Little Theater 103: Always Bullied Without Any Rest

Perhaps because he had been starving for too long, the crow only stopped at one o'clock in the morning.

Nantiao was lying on the bed and had no strength left. He breathed heavily, and his eyes were red. It seemed that he had cried before.

To be able to make Nangiao cry, it meant that the crow was not ordinary.

Since it was getting late, Crow didn't dare to continue messing around