The anger that Wang Yuxian pressed on his chest surged up, he couldn't bear it anymore, shook his hand and gave Nangong Yundie, and coincidentally knocked out a few pieces of tissue paper in the other party's hand.

The pieces of paper were scattered, Nangong Yundie hurriedly got up to pick it up, but as soon as he let go, Wang Yuxian, who had a splitting headache, fell directly to the ground.

"His grandmother's, this kid definitely did it on purpose." Wang Yuxian simply lay flat on the ground, relieved himself for two breaths, and finally cleared up a little, and opened his eyes just in time to see Nangong Yundie returning in a panic.

The paper that had just fallen to the ground was being held tightly in his hand at this time, and it was rare that there was still a trace of guilt in the corner of his eyes, and he asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"Do you think I'm fine?" king

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