Chapter 1212

wanted to chase after, but Bái Mùyuó tightly hugged her arm, begging in a low voice, "Mom, please, don't make a fuss!"What are you talking aboutBai Muy Yao was afraid that the piano piece would be exp..."I want another drink." Si Ye Chen looked at the juice in Ou Yan's hand. "I'm a little thirsty."

She raised her eyes and gestured to the juice in front of him, "Don't you have some"

Here's your translation:"ems like none of you Western doctors have been able to do it""The short-haired girl, who was originally complaining to her friend, saw Nan Qiao and couldn't help but say, “I know you… you’re Ou Yan’s...