"You goofball, have you looked at your build versus Egg's? And you're copying his moves? If I hadn't taken that fall for you, you'd probably be in the hospital right now." Forgetting his own pain, Shen Yibin slapped Hah'Er on the head. 'With a round, roly-poly body like yours, you shouldn't be comparing your agility to Egg's, you know?'
"Ooh~" Hah'Er looked at Shen Yibin pitifully and reached out a paw, trying to pull him up. Ah, it looked like Shen Yibin was really hurt, and Hah'Er felt a little guilty.
"Don't! Let me lie here a little longer." His whole body was aching. The plaza's paving tiles were unforgivingly hard, and he had landed right on his tailbone. The feeling was exquisitely painful, and Shen Yibin's eyes instantly welled with tears.
