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"Ugh ?" "Elder sister Yeshi, Yao'er is in pain ?" Frowning uncomfortably, Yao Yue clutched her stomach as she began to break out in cold sweat from the pain. Her body could not help but tremble.

Ziye Qing hurriedly withdrew her lips from Yaoyue's mouth. Her blurry purple eyes anxiously watched Yaoyue's painful appearance. Her lily-white hand constantly caressed Yaoyue's small belly