"What are you talking about? Do you really want to be sick?" Ye Xuanye frowned and looked at her displeasedly.

"No, I'm just making an analogy. I don't want to be sick. It's painful to be sick, and I can't go out to play." Ye Qingyu immediately shook her head and said in resistance.

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