The ghosts of Yang Miao and I looked at everything like this,looking at Li He indifference.
Li He saw that she was unable to break free,she could only continue to pull Yang Miao hair,causing her scalp to go numb. Yang Miao felt like he was about to float up,but it was still for the sake of the child. He grabbed Li He leg of his pants tightly and did not let go. Li He saw Yang Miao like this,he did not feel any sympathy. Instead,he coldly broke free from the Yang Miao's grip.
Yang Miao still held Li He pants tightly. Li He was furious. He punched and kicked the Yang Miao even more violently. He kicked the Yang Miao's pregnant belly. He was struggling with too much strength.
All he heard was "Hua!" With a sound,Yang Miao skirt was torn. From the neckline to the belly.
At this moment,Yang
