Although the other party tried their best to stabilize their stance, their slippers were no help.
At the critical moment, their feet slipped, and they performed a split on the spot; their shoes got caught at their ankles while the casserole also wobbled and flew out of their hands.
Shen Zhaozhao didn't react in time and could only watch as the casserole flew toward her, instinctively raising her hands to cover her face.
In her mind, only two words remained: It's over!
The next second, a strong force pulled her backward, and Shen Zhaozhao's whole body fell into Sheng Chuyi's arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Classmates, are you all right?" A series of apologies came from nearby.
Qu Xing got up from the ground, hurriedly stood on tiptoes to pull the slippers back into place on his ankles, and looked at the two people in front of him nervously as he asked.
Shen Zhaozhao also came back from her shock and hurriedly lifted her head from Sheng Chuyi's arms.