He finally married her, she was his adopted daughter, the pearl in his palm, his voice was as thick as honey, calling out every night - my love, Ning'er.
He hides in the dark corner of the dark night, where no one knows, like the god of hell muttering in the cold space - Please come back, my Xia Xia.
His slightly curly hair, pure face, and curved eyes still carried the smile of when they first met Ningxia. His wife and son became old friends overnight. The greatest murderous intention lurked in his smile. He yelled at her crazily - Ningxia, I want you to pay back with blood!