What kind of fighting style is this?!
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Memoria Campbell reached out her hand towards his chest pocket.
His arms were wrapped by her legs and couldn't move, but Leng Xiao Xie worried that using too much force might hurt her.
After all, this was just training; she was not an enemy.
Coming to his senses, Leng Xiao Xie turned his head to bump against her arm.
Memoria's fingers had just touched his pocket when he pushed them away. The certificate slipped out of her grasp once again, and Memoria was not about to let it go.
Seeing the little girl's expression shift from delight to surprise, and then to furious frustration, Leng Xiao Xie couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Realizing she was losing control over him, and capturing the mischievous grin on his lips, she became both anxious and angry.
Thinking quickly, she didn't know where the inspiration came from, but she leaned forward and bit towards his face.
Leng Xiao Xie tilted his face to dodge.
