C137 Please Let Lian Kang Go

We were at a standstill by the pavilion, I holding the post, and he came to break my hand, and every time he touched me, I cried out, "It hurts, it hurts!"

He really didn't dare to touch me again, standing next to me, helpless for the first time.

My heart is sour, what I can control, only Ann Muye to me pity, to love me the person, will care about my feelings.

But at the moment, I can only act