C430 Mischief

Her footsteps were light and the music was melodious. Gu Qingli was dancing with Mu Yi Chen's steps. This feeling of being at ease was something that only Mu Yi Chen could bring her.

Suddenly, Gu Qingli screamed, her face turning pale. She clutched her stomach, groaning, "So painful, ah …"

That deathly pale face and ferocious expression fully exposed Gu Qingli's current abdominal pain