Yue Ziqian leaned on the bed, not happy.

Ho Su Ning was trying to persuade him to eat. He was very distressed: "Ziqian, you were injured. How can you stop eating? How many mouthfuls.

Yue Ziqian was impatient: "How can I eat it?" Mom, what about uncle's side? Or not relax? I really can't go back to the group?

Huo Su took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Your uncle was stunned by the fox spirit this time, and even you, a nephew, didn't recognize him for her sake!" They all blame the bitch in Suguan. It's just a red face and a disaster!"

Yue Ziqian couldn't persuade his...