Translator: Aran

  "Che Che Che, don't push me……"

  "Don't crowd me……"

  "Old Cross-Eyed, you're standing on my foot."

  There were furtive noises that were coming from outside the door. Then they saw the door being brutally broken open, and several figures fell inside.

  Ye Qingyu looked at these figures and could not cry or laugh.

  Just what sort of people were these.

  They evidently had intentionally entered, but was still pretending to have made a m..