The little fatty quickly pulled up his pants and turned his head to see which bastard was trying to harm him.
The moment he turned back, he saw Qi Qin'er had already fallen to the ground. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with terror.
The little fatty panicked. But with his short little hands, he could not grab Qi Qin in time, so he could only watch Qi Qin'er hit her head on the ground.
"I'm fine..."
Qi Qin'er was clearly in pain and wanted to cry, but she was afraid that the little fatty would be worried, so she hurriedly got up from the ground, holding back her tears.
The little fatty pursed his lips. He looked at Qi Qin'er and said, "Stupid Sister, I'm not worried about you. You're so stupid. You fall when you walk and have even pulled my pants off."
Qi Qin'er lowered her head. "I didn't… Just now..."
Before she could finish her words, a man ran into her, his shoulder hitting Qi Qin'er's body.
