Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,"Nuan Nuan, if you are obedient, you will still be my wife.","Even a tiger doesn't eat its own cubs, is father going to kill me"。