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"I understand, I support you." Yu Yinqiu didn't let him continue, he carried her into the bedroom.

"Rest first and don't move. I'll make you a bowl of noodles." You don't like instant noodles. "

Yu Yinqiu directly left without giving him a chance to refute.

Wei Qingcen had a helpless look on his face as he smiled, "Overbearing."

He did injure his hand, but it wasn't because he couldn't walk