Xie Shuning leaned listlessly against the window, closing her eyes against the cold wind of early spring.,It's obvious that he can't be killed by poison, and even if you suffocate him with your rage it won't do any good.,Xie Shuning was struck dumb with shock, her heart aching fiercely. Tears streamed down her face, soaking straight onto Wen Xueluo's clothes.。