Memory kill: large-scale domestic violence scene

He Chunwang pounced on mu Yuan and hugged him."Ah Yuan, I'm sorry. Don't worry. I will like you and protect you for the rest of my life."

Mu Yuan was speechless.

Eldest young master's embrace was slimy, and his voice was slimy as well."Ah Yuan, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of you."

She cried as she spoke, her emotions as deep as the sea.

Mu Yuan thought that the instructor was very busy every day and probably did not have time to come here. The people in the room should be from team two. He raised his hand and gently patted he Chunwang's shoulder."Alright, young master, don't cry. Go back and rest. I'm only addicted to drugs and I won't die. Don't worry."

He was still looking forward to he Chunwang going to quarrel with He Jing.