C2996 Hyperpyrexia

In the living room, he looked up at the bloody paper balls on the table. Ye Shuimo was busy patting cold water on his forehead. "Why is there a nosebleed? Are you on fire?"

Ye Miao nodded silently. He really wanted to erase this memory fragment.

"Why?" Dressed like this? "

"You don't like it?" "Because it seems to me that you really like the heroine inside." Ye Shuimo's face was also red