"Ah..." The ground was covered in water, and not only was it dirty, but the key question was, could her head survive such a fall?
Zhao Mengmeng shivered involuntarily, and if before she had hoped for Pei Chenyang to come to her heroic rescue, the thought of him already getting in the car chilled her to the bone.
She wasn't Sun Wukong, after all, so how could she possibly teleport in front of her to catch her fall?
Therefore, Zhao Mengmeng screamed, falling to the ground in an extremely awkward position.
With a "plop," Pei Chenyang's gaze followed the sound.
Zhao Mengmeng had fallen hard, and not only was her sleeping gown dirty, but her hair was also wet.
"You..." Pei Chenyang's lips twitched helplessly a few times, his face blackening.
"Damn it, I'm going to die from this fall, my foot..." Zhao Mengmeng howled in pain, as if she had twisted it.
She tried to sit up, Pei Chenyang's brow creased, he pushed the door open and stepped out of the car, walking towards Zhao Mengmeng.
