Zhao Rong dodged the hits while nodding his head, pretending to affirm earnestly.
No! What you just said definitely wasn't that—it was not about the promise made on the ancient Star River path of Xingzi Town, sipping honey water to affirm our love, Rong'er bro. You were clearly hinting at the incident at the desk in the main hall a few days ago. Absolutely so.
Qian'er was about to die of embarrassment and annoyance, yet she couldn't bring herself to say those words out loud. Seeing Zhao Rong's innocent and puzzled look, the young girl felt like she would faint from anger.
So, she had no choice but to pounce on him and start pounding him.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but suppress a laugh, quickly speaking in a soft tone, and it took quite a while before he finally soothed her.
Afterward, Qian'er clung to Zhao Rong, whispering sweet nothings to him.
"Smelly Rong'er bro, I won't let you teach next time," she said.
