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What made Gu Ye even more mad was that Zhao Ajiao was still staring at Gu Ye's slightly flushed cheeks in a daze.

Looking at her blushing face, Zhao Ajiao subconsciously put her hand on his forehead.

"Gu Ye, are you having a fever?"

Gu Ye's Adam's apple moved up and down, but he couldn't say anything. He could only take a deep breath