Poisonous woman, jealous woman, at this moment, several emotions that could describe a woman's vile nature combined on Ah Qing's delicate face.
Watching Ah Qing's slender fingers gently pinch the whip marks on her body, Huang'Er's face turned pale with fright.
This shouldn't be pinched.
Just thinking about the ensuing sharp pain made her palms sweat slightly.
"..."
Who is this wicked woman before her?
Where is her adorable sister?
Huang'Er swallowed her saliva, carefully moving her body, yet Ah Qing's fingers had no intention of letting her go, and her originally pretty nails never left her sore spot.
It's truly maddening.
"Qing... Ms. Qing, what are you trying to do?"
"Just want to ask you some questions." Ah Qing smiled gently: "Ni Zi, since you're such a smart person, giving me a satisfying answer shouldn't be difficult."
Huang'Er: "..."
Now it's just regret.
Very much regret.
