His Prajna fingers pressed hard on her injured shoulders, causing pain to hit her.
"Does it hurt?"
She couldn't stop trembling and said stubbornly: "It's not as good as the millions of pains in your heart."
"Huh, why do you say I'm in pain?" He continued with a cruel smile.
"Do you know how to take revenge on someone? Just give her a hope and then crush her into pieces." With a lift of her slender fingers, she knelt down on her knees with her clothes half taken off, and her snowy skin was covered with scars.