"Wow, Mommy, are you here? Have you been captured..."

With the banging of the door, Little Fan's crying grew louder.

It was as if pouring ice water over Ye Zhiyu's head. In an instant, all of her passion was gone.

She nudged the man who refused to come down. "Get up! Little Fan is looking for me!"

Ji Huaizhi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. When he got down, he could not help but hammer the pillow.

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