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You don't have a fever, do you?

The two of them sat on the sofa, Wan Mi Lai started rolling on He Jue's face with his peeled eggs.

He Jue's gaze fell on her eyes. This kind of injury was nothing to him, it was normal for him to bleed on the battlefield, it was not strange at all.

But Wan Mi Lai's actions were something he enjoyed a lot. In the past, when they had triumphed on the battlefield