C373 Whimsical Thinking

Ye Xiaoxiong's fingers had turned white as he desperately squeezed the gaps of the glass. Even his hands were covered in blood from the sharp shards of glass, but in order to preserve his life, he still used all his strength and shouted: "Dad! Hurry up and promise him, I really can't hold on any longer! "

Ye Daxiong's face was full of malice, he stared at Ye Xiaoxiong for a long time