"This is Hehuan Tang. Take it back and drink it with Yan'er together. When you make love to her, be gentle. If we could conceive a child today, that would be wonderful. It would be even more joyous if you could have a daughter afterwards.","Ouch…" Nán Wǎnyān involuntarily cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead. The man behind her growled with fury——,Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched, spewing a pool of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath.。