National Prayer

When she went out in the morning, Xia Wanyuan was clearly a healthy person with light makeup. Because she wanted to wear something, she pulled Jun Shiling and asked him for a long time.

In the end, when they were trying on clothes, Jun Shiling pulled Xia Wanyuan around in a very indecent manner. In the end, he helped Xia Wanyuan choose a light blue silk dress.

He still remembered looking back when he went out. Xia Wanyuan was sitting on the sofa in a long dress, as exquisite as a beautiful doll.

And now, Xia Wanyuan was covered in large patches of blood. Her hair was messy and her face was pale. Just a glance was enough to make Jun Shiling's heart ache.

He walked towards Xia Wanyuan and held her hand. "Baby, look at me."

Sensing Jun Shiling approaching, Xia Wanyuan opened her eyes with difficulty. Looking at Jun Shiling's red eyes, Xia Wanyuan forced a smile. "Why are you crying again?"