Fang Yingfei's eyes were dull and she shrank in the innermost corner of the bed, her hands on her knees, and her body was covered with a thick quilt.

The cloud tassel carefully stirred the flames in the furnace more vigorously.

Then he called clean water and carefully groomed her, but Fang Yingfei looked cold from beginning to end.

couldn't get a response, but Yun Tassel didn't give up, Lin Dingkuo said that Fang Yingfei had always been like this, and she should have hurt her head when she exploded, so she forgot everything.

He needed to work hard to get her to remember......

"Come, take a sip of porridge."

Yun Tassel took the porridge......

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