You Look Like You're Asking For A Beating

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Ningxi heard the sound of knuckles cracking.

His head felt numb as he looked at Song Yaoyao.

Song Yaoyao smiled slightly. "Guess what you look like to me."

Huo Ningxi's eyelids twitched and he stepped back. With a threatening tone, he said, "Song Yaoyao, don't you dare— Ahhh!"

The girl's fist slammed into his face. Blinking, Song Yaoyao said, "I think you look like you're asking for a beating."

"F*ck, Song Yaoyao!"

He lifted his hand and looked into Song Yaoyao's bright and beautiful face. With her chin raised slightly, she looked fearless.

"Go ahead, hit me! When we get back, I'll tell Gege that you bullied me!"

"I'm the one that's going to tell Small Uncle that you bullied me!" Huo Ningxi glared at her childishly and lowered his hand.

"Ha~ Gege wouldn't believe you!"