That strength is not light, arrogant snow staggered forward, just fell in the bosom of Ye Nianmo.

She suddenly grabbed Ye Nianmo's cuff and sobbed softly.

"Let go."

Ye Nianmo was ready to pull her apart and put his hand on her shoulder when he heard a breathing sound downstairs.

Ding Yiyi went to pick up Yan Mingyao, who was really very ill and coughed more than ten times along the way.

Seeing Ye Nianmo's arm resting on Ao Xue's shoulder, Yan Mingyao rushed up like mad, Ding Yiyi immediately stopped her and the other side pushed her.

"Yiyi". Ye Nianmo immediately pulled away the crying man and turned to...