"Yang Di, don't you get excited, will you?"

Ouyang Xing also came forward to appease Yang Butterfly.

"roll out." Yang Di stared angrily and roared with almost all his strength.

"Yang Di, you take care of your body, you can't be too excited now, Yang Di, will you sit down?"

Yang Die's face is already angry. She just looks at Ouyang Xing. Even breathing is difficult. She pounds her chest desperately to make herself comfortable, but her chest is heavy. No matter how hard she tries, the pain like piercing bone is still there.

Her face was pale, just breathing heavily.

"Yang butterfly, Yang butterfly."

Tian Feifei and Ouyang Xing...