"Ah… Krish Joan! What are you doing?"
Her body suddenly hung in the air, and Layla felt that she was on the verge of death. So she instinctively grabbed Krish's arm because her life was under the control of his hands. As soon as he let go, she would be shattered to death.
"Little thing…" Krish finally said, his voice terrifyingly cold, "Having been raised for four years, even a cat or a dog recognizes its master. But why, why are you still not close to me? Um?"
He had thought she would slap him with this brick, but he didn't expect that she hit it on her own head. Every word and sentence she said made him feel extremely heartbroken, and he was unable to control himself anymore. He was accustomed to resorting to violence when he couldn't solve problems.
She didn't dare provoke him and j
