"Oh, it hurts." However, Bai Yanyin didn't want to miss such an opportunity. She snorted softly as if she was weak, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with tears, which made her look very moving.
"Is Yanyin's neck hurting?" Yun Ruo Fan snorted coldly in his heart. He looked at the person in front of him and thought of the silent Heavenly Corpse that was lying on the couch. He could not help but tighten his grip on Bai Yanyin's waist. Bai Yanyin might have sensed a thread of anger from him, so she hid her expression a little and looked at Ming Ruofan with a cautious expression.
"Your Highness, what did Xun Yin do wrong?" Bai Yanyin looked at Yun Ruofan pitifully and asked. Yun Ruofan was expressionless as he looked at her.
"Do you know how to punish children who have been played with fire?"
