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Ye Zimo merely turned her head to look at Bao‘er before continuing to look at Xia Yihan sternly, "Eleven minutes and five seconds."

Xia Yihan reminded Ye Zimo with a wry smile, "Bao‘er seems to be injured. Let's hit him."

Ye Zimo raised her eyebrows as she looked at Xia Yihan, her eyes filled with the determination to make Xia Yihan walk the entire distance