At this moment, Tong Yan's mind was completely blank, with only two words in her head: Game over!
She wanted to bend down to grab it, even if it pulled at her wound, she had to pick it up and destroy the evidence!
Unexpectedly, another hand was faster than hers and picked up the comic book.
Watching him lower his head to read, with an indifferent look, Tong Yan was full of despair.
Tong Yan couldn't help but want to cry.
She felt that the atmosphere was written in big letters: awkward. What to do, should she say something?
For example, she doesn't like reading it, she just happened to flip to it?
Or like a silly sweet female protagonist in a novel, with innocent eyes asking, what are they doing? Are they fighting?
Or pretend she doesn't know anything?
Either way, she'd die miserably.
In the end, Tong Yan could only play dumb, hahaha, she knew nothing.
Who is she, where is she, what is she doing.
Tong Yan's head was about to drill into the ground.
