most, very young."Baby Yanyan, you're here" Song Qiao Ying saw Ou Yan at once and hurried over."Excuse me for keeping you waiting."There was no long wait, we just arrived.” The noblewoman smiled kind..."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:"little bit of ability, they shouldn't look down on others and casually send people to mental hospitals.This is too much!The High Lady, not far away, was worried that she wouldn't have a chance to get...