All eyes glanced over at once, and the scene was filled with a heart-rending silence...
Then, there was a burst of laughter, loud enough to overthrow the whole house!
Embarrassed and thrown into the Pacific Ocean!
I rubbed my sore forehead, sat up crookedly, and felt a circle of stars above my head holding hands and dancing happily...
Sima Yang, who had already entered the hall, heard the sound and stepped back. When he saw me sitting on the ground in a mess, he was stunned for a few seconds and immediately ran over to help me up. His eyes filled with autumn water were full of worry: "Why are you so careless?"
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I originally wanted to sue Sima Qing, but when I thought of being locked in a small room, it was as if someone had taken away my backbone and turned into a pile of mud. The words that came to my mouth automatically slipped back to my stomach.
I pulled the hem of the light yellow skirt that swept the floor, and my smile was uglier than crying: "The skirt is too long, I accidentally stepped on it."
It hurts so much! The skin on my forehead must be broken!
Depressed, why does Sima Qing always look like he hates me, and always glares at me, and now it's turned into fist fights, can't he communicate with me properly?
I was so angry that my nostrils were filled with smoke, and my cheeks were bulging like frogs. I was led into the living room by Sima Yang. My eyes were aimed at Sima Qing, and I kept spraying "Samadhi True Fire" at him, and kept chanting: