Henry pulled Victor to a tree where there were fewer people.
After stopping, Victor bent down, holding his waist with one hand and his knees with the other, his body trembling with laughter. The dim shadows of the trees swayed, casting faint shadows on half of his face.
Seeing his heartless look, Henry was so angry that his liver hurt. He poked his forehead with one hand and said, "You are still laughing. If I hadn't pulled you away just now, you would have been kidnapped by those female demons."
Victor wiped the tears from her laughter, looked at Henry's angry face, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.
He had just laughed a few times when a cold wind blew, his nose felt itchy and he sneezed loudly.
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