"No, no, it's not appropriate to do fun things in a sickroom!" Huangfu Ye quickly waved his hand.
"Now you realize it! Too late!" Ye Yingsu gave a strong kick and sent the glass ashtray on the coffee table flying. Huangfu Ye was so scared that he screamed "Ah!" and immediately squatted down to cover his head. The ashtray whizzed out of the room, and a scream of terror came from outside.
In the room, Bai Jingqing, who was acting like he didn't care, suddenly raised his head at the sound. Bai Qianqian, he had heard Bai Qianqian's voice.
Without a second thought, Bai Jingqing jumped up and rushed out. As expected, Bai Qianqian was standing outside the door, clutching her forehead as blood gushed out relentlessly.
