63, move away.

63, move away.

Like high blood pressure, Qi Ye sneered for several seconds. She felt a pain on her face and stared at her.

"Not to keep you away from me!"

"But how far am I from meeting you in public?" Gu Qianmeng asked helplessly.

"Master Qiye, why don't we take you to the hospital?"

Sun Jingya rushed over to help Gu Qianmeng speak, but she couldn't find any words for a while.

Looking at Qi Ye's handsome face, blue and purple, his head suddenly appeared three words.

It's over, eggs, eggs.

"Shh!" Gu Qianmeng was anxious to cover Sun Jingya's mouth. How could Qiye go to the hospital to solve such a...

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