Hearing her begging for mercy, Situ Murong's eyes flashed, his movements subconsciously slowed down, slowed down.
However, he did not stop.
Liu Ying exhaled loudly, reached out her hand and pushed him, "Let me go tonight, okay?"
Even if he slowed down, she could not stand it anymore.
"Give me a child." Situ Murong stopped. He bent down and whispered into her ear.
In the past, he had never thought of having a child, but now he suddenly had the idea of asking her to give him a child.
It had been five years. It was normal to have a child, right? With a child, they would settle down and live a good life.
All the past grudges would be let go.
At this moment, he only wanted her.
"No." Liu Ying heard his words and her body was obviously stiff. Then, she quickly replied.
