In the car, although Yan Sheng didn't cry anymore, she still looked at her hands with teary eyes, sniffing her nose again and again, frowning because of the pain, looking very pitiful.

Fu Zhan turned his head to look at her from time to time while driving the car, his expression was solemn, and the lines of his side face were also tense.

"How did it hurt?" Fu Zhan asked in a cold voice.

Yan Sheng pursed his mouth, held his hand to look at him, and said in an aggrieved tone, like a complaint: "Fan Shu."

"One Phase is in the Middle" seventy-one: Said to be in the hand, please wait a moment,

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