Even though the wax oil droplets landed on his body, being ravaged by those evil hands, he couldn't help but frown, and a stubborn gleam appeared in his eyes.
"What a beautiful pair of eyes!"
Ayrin was instantly stunned by those beautiful and unyielding eyes. His soul began to tremble.
The boy smiled the moment he saw her, but his eyes shone with the light of asking for help.
"Let him go!" The girl stood at the door with a pillow in her arms, and her stubborn lips made a crisp sound.
The men in the room were stunned. They didn't expect the speaker to be a little girl. They wanted to throw her out, but caught sight of Ai Yuan's beautiful face and curly silver hair, they instantly showed a wretched and evil smile.
"Boss, look, does this girl look like a snow-white cat from the Persian?
