Silence met his words. Xiao Ying's hair stood on end when she heard Long Ming say such a thing.
He suddenly smiled at her and spoke to her in a low voice. It was even more terrifying than him using violence.
Xiao Ying shrunk her shoulders and looked at Long Ming with a guarded expression. "What do you want to do? What are you planning?"
Long Ming lowered his head and kissed Xiao Ying on her scarred face. "I don't want to do anything, I just want to be good to you."
Xiao Ying's heart almost fell apart.
It was not that she was a masochist, but Long Ming was not a man who would be good to her.
He hated her to the core!
Long Ming poured the porridge he had brought into a bowl. "Hungry?"
Xiao Ying's lips trembled. "Long Ming, you…"
"I forgot to tell you something. Your sister came to Burma to see you."