C16 It Hurts

Shen Zichuan acted as if he did not hear anything. His thin lips let out a cold laugh. His strong arm grabbed Faang Xiaoran's thin shoulder and easily turned her over.

Immediately after, his palm with clear joints fixed on the back of her head. Slowly and slowly, he moved his thin lips to her pale and soft lips and said coldly, one word at a time, "It's not like he's my child