Ye Xuan slightly tilted his head upward. This tilt was very deliberate.
It couldn't be too high, which would seem exaggerated.
It couldn't be too low, which would seem unrealistic.
At a 45-degree angle, Ye Xuan sighed sorrowfully, "Darling, don't stop me anymore. I know you love me, and have I ever felt any differently about you? Precisely because of this, I have no face to continue living, my mind is set to leave!"
After speaking, Ye Xuan's body shook.
As if using all his strength, he finally pushed away Lin Tong, who was tightly embracing him.
Lin Tong was shocked: "Honey, don't!"
Lin Tong immediately reacted, intending to stop Ye Xuan but was already too late.
Ye Xuan moved extremely fast, using both hands.
Bang bang bang!
A series of explosive sounds reverberated, as five or six bricks on the spot shattered, splattering fragments, bringing up bursts of blood flowers.
Ye Xuan's eyes widened, his pupils constricted, then he rolled his eyes back and fell heavily backward.
