"Ouch…" Xue Zhuzi lay by the river. His shoulders and head were all wet. It was as if he had just escaped death. His heart was beating so fast and he coughed violently from the impact. He felt like his lungs were going to come out.
He thought he was going to die.
Xue Zhuzi breathed heavily.
Next to him lay the thick stick that had fallen from his hand just now.
He kept waving the thick stick before, but with his head being pressed into the water, the stick somehow fell out of his hands.
After a while, he finally came to his senses. Who was it that was pressing him down like that?
Xue Yan was in front of him the whole time, so it was definitely not Xue Yan. Jiang Yue was also too young, so it was definitely not Jiang Yue.
