"I shouldn't have urged you to buy a tractor." Suizi said through her sobs.
"Sure, sure."
"It's all my fault, I am, too, too...restrictive." She sobbed, unable to finish a single sentence.
"Mmm, mmm, mmm."
"You're working so hard and tirelessly to make money because of me..."
An emotional pregnant woman, looking at the blisters on his hand, crying like delicate tears on pear blossoms in the spring.
Unsatisfied with just drying her tears, Suizi threw herself into his arms and sobbed.
Yu Jingting caressed her hair.
How did she manage not to smear his clothes with her teary snot? She was a genius.
"Stop crying, am I not perfectly fine? What are a few blisters? I've bled gallons for you, and look at me, as healthy as ever!"
"Blood only makes up around 7% of your body weight. With my 150 pounds, that's only about 10 pounds of blood. Where did you get the idea of hundreds of pounds of blood from? Are you making blood sausages?"
