He glanced at Ye Huai, but saw that Ye Huai suddenly lowered his head, put his right hand to his mouth and blew, then pinched and pressed the palm of his right hand with his left hand.

What's going on, he asked with concern: "Marshal, are you okay?"

"Not good. My hand hurts." Seeing His Highness's eyes flickering, Ye Huai seemed to have a glimmer of suspicion, and quickly applied a bunch of patches: "Hands are weak, especially weak recently. I hit too hard just now. , very painful, very painful. Still sore."

Xia Houche: "!?"

"Your Highness," Ye Huai shook his shoulders slightly, and said in a small voice that only the two of them could hear: "That male insect is so scary."

The author has something to say: Thanks to 3 passers-by; Ruoxue 1 mine,

Thank you Goya for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution, how big is it?

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