C33 Caterpillar

Nianli saw Chu Zhao fall down. No matter how pungent the smell was, she ran over with her long gown in hand. Her face was flushed red, and tears started to roll in her eyes again.

"Senior Brother, how are you?" She pulled Chu Zhao's sleeve and pulled him out of the soft soil.

Chu Zhao's clothes had burned badly because of the friction with the air