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Chu Boyan was woken up by a moan.

It was already bright outside.

She lifted the blanket and got up. Her head was throbbing.

When he realized that his clothes were thrown under the bed, he was stunned.

However, the painful voice did not allow him to think too much. He could only put on his clothes and follow the voice to the bathroom.

When his gaze landed on the bathroom, Chu Boyang felt his head explode.

"Brother Boyan…"

Ji Qing's face was pale as she sat in the middle of the bathroom with her hand on her stomach. Blood flowed like a stream.

"Child… Brother Boyan, save me…"

Chu Boyan felt a chill run down his spine.

An absurd thought appeared in her mind.

With a livid face, he strode over to carry Ji Qing and rushed out of the room.