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She then brought him upstairs.
In the living room, she made him a cup of barley tea. Ye Cheng’s face was red, and he could not sit still. His eyes were unfocused.
Alarm bells went off in her heart.
“What’s wrong with you?”
Ye Cheng’s breathing was a little rushed. I feel a little hot.
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