"I---" Nolan Lin suppressed himself from saying the last two words. Of course, he might not be able to say all of them.
The sore feeling on his nose made him immediately give up on extending his arms to hold this person. He covered his nose and turned around. Tears almost burst out of his eyes, especially when he threw himself on the ground, rolling around and kicking his legs. Two impulses.
As soon as everyone saw this posture, they hurriedly put the thinker on the ground, regardless of whether he could stand firm or not.
"How's it going? Where was it hit? Nose?" Jiang Yi flew over and asked a series of questions.
The soreness in Nolan Lin's nose had not yet passed, and he was speechless for a long time with tears in his eyes. Finally, he choked out one word: "Wait."
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