"Then go to bed and rest. If you can't, don't go to the party." Qiao Rubing cared, and bent down to knead Yecheng's body, hoping to ease Yecheng's pain.

"No, since I am the protagonist, how can I not attend and not give face to others?" Yecheng whispered softly, "You help me put on my clothes first, I will take the opportunity to rest and say maybe it will be all right."

"All right then!" Joe nodded his head and promised.

Ye Cheng was happy to blossom in his heart, and the painful expression on his face immediately eased. With a little trick, I let the beautiful women serve me...