The man's voice was firm and cold as he emphasized, "She's mine! Belongs only to me! You can only sleep with your own woman."
"Then Youyou is my woman!"
Before the child could finish speaking, "Bang!" A small figure like a dumpling fell backward onto the bed.
"Little Miemie, are you looking for me?" Lu Xiaoyou followed Miemie Dragon's voice into the room, wearing a bathrobe similar to Long Xiliang's.
She had just showered and, upon hearing Miemie Dragon calling her, she put down the hairdryer, with her hair still damp, and entered the room to see how Long Xiliang would discipline Miemie Dragon.
Standing at the doorway, Lu Xiaoyou saw Long Xiliang with one hand on the bed, gripping the child's neck with the other.
His hand was so big, it could grasp the child's neck, while Miemie Dragon lay on the bed, unable to even struggle under Long Xiliang's control.
"Long Xiliang, what are you doing?"
