บท 503: Chapter 502: The Frightening Blood Red

Hu Yingying's thoughts were the same as Hu Yaoyao's.

One human, one demon, sharing the same body, arguments aside, they could always tell what the other was thinking.

"Stop crying, will you?" Hu Yingying, covering her sorely slapped face, grumbled at Hu Xiaohong, "Can you be nice for once at a time like this? Otherwise, we're both going to suffer."

The resentment in Hu Yingying's tone was obvious.

Having hoped that Su Mianmian would suffer, Hu Xiaohong was unhappy, and now she was even being scolded by Hu Yingying.

She immediately pretended to be scared and, closing her eyes, wailed even louder than before.

Dead fox, thinking she can discipline him by pretending to be his sister? Wishful thinking!

Hu Xiaohong's wailing unsettled Ji Xin as well.