Jiang Lian, who was lifeless on the bed, looked at Qian Hao's heart beating.

I always feel like if she doesn't pay attention, she will die in her sleep.

I have never seen Jiang Lian like this, her face is like a flower, the change is too fast, the two hands that Qian Hao hung on her side couldn't help but clench in front of her abdomen.

What the hell happened to her?

No one else knew about it, and Qian Hao didn't dare to ask more.

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Chapter 37 of "The Song is Fake" The posture is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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