"Old Bailian, don't play the flute!"

Xia Ranran pulled Kang Porcelain's clothes to keep her away from Mu Chu Di, but Kang Porcelain pulled more tightly. Mu Chu Di struggled hard. One carelessly pushed Kang Porcelain.

Kang Porcelain threw herself to the ground.

The elbow is first pressed into the soil, and the sand pierces the delicate skin and seeps bleeding silk.

"Ah! Pain, it hurts so much!"

Kang porcelain is spoiled and a little bit of pain makes her scream, drawing delicate eyes and tears.

It's okay for an ordinary person to fall on the ground. It's a big deal for a pregnant woman to fall on the ground....