Wen Que didn't respond, like a quiet little mushroom.

Qi Zhaowei paced over, holding her ears with both hands, and gently lifted her head.

She wasn't crying, her eyes weren't red, just a hazy mist in her eyes.

"Sleepy?"

"It's not." She shook her head weakly, her lips seemed to have been bitten by herself, red and bright, and her delicate and fair little face showed a bit of pitiful brokenness.

"I was almost spoiled by him" Chapter 79 His Ah Que is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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