Qiao Jing's eyes widened slightly, a hint of confusion appearing in their depths as she quickly reached out and grabbed Zhan Qipei's wrist.
But in such an urgent situation, she couldn't muster all her strength immediately to pull an adult man back, and she ended up being pulled down to the ground by inertia instead.
There was a loud "thump!"
Qiao Jing fell onto a wall of flesh named Zhan Qipei, which significantly reduced the impact on her.
She instinctively wanted to touch her belly, to protect her abdomen.
But the man's actions were quicker than hers; the large hands under her palms were the first to shield her stomach.
Shortly after, Qiao Jing heard a muffled groan by her ear.
"Hmm..."
Ni Yue and Yu Yangqi, who were following behind the two, were startled by the scene and quickly approached them.
Ni Yue immediately helped Qiao Jing up, scanning her with a nervous expression.
"What's going on? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
