"Ah! Yeah, I'm sorry! ___________ In her arms came a soft Confucian and soft Confucian female voice, full of guilt. "You, are you okay?"

Qiu Xuming didn't want the other party to blame himself. He shook his head and said, "It's all right. Don't worry." No wonder! It hurts like hell!

Mingming's pain was so terrible that the cold sweat on his forehead betrayed his pain.

"Sorry! I'm sorry! I don't mean it! Let me show you to the hospital!" Rimmer bites red lips, supports Qiu Xuming, and blames himself.

The sensation shocked everyone, and Qiu Jiayi came to ask about his injuries.

"Silent girl, you're not hurt!" Linyarula went...