Little Childhood Sweetheart Is Quite Feisty (Part 9)

Have fun with her?

If it was in the past, Qi He might really have done that if his friends had egged him on. He might really have toyed with that idiot if depravity had replaced his morals.

Human nature was ugly.

And it would always start from bullying the weak or the small.

But the problem was, that idiot Yun Fanxing was neither weak nor little!

F*ck!

When the realization of his thoughts dawned on Qi He, his ears turned red, and his body was heating up. He seemed to have entered a state of intoxication.

If it weren't for the fact that someone else was present, he would have slapped himself to calm himself down.

"Have fun with her? I don't have such unique tastes," Qi He replied with disdain.

Actually, he was feeling guilty. He had no wish of anyone knowing the relationship he had with that little idiot.

Qi He hadn't realized that he had referred to Fanxing as a "little idiot" instead of just "idiot".

"Little idiot, I'm telling you. I forbid you to disclose the relationship we have between us. Do you understand? F*ck!"

He hadn't known that the heated oil would splatter so violently if it came into contact with a few droplets of water.

A blister appeared on the back of his hand, and Qi He cursed.

"And little idiot, let's discuss this. Can you stop eating locusts?! I would personally catch a cobra for you and even peel off its skin!"

It was way too dangerous to fry these damn locusts!

Little Chief was doing her homework on Qi He's desk. She placed her half-eaten lollipop on a piece of tissue paper.

She had a delayed response after she heard Qi He.

She raised her head slowly.

"Our… relationship…" She drawled as slowly as a moving sloth, as though she was mulling over something. "What relationship?"

Qi He was so enraged that he… felt like frying himself in the wok too!

This little idiot was really dense and dumb!

His wok was frying the locusts she wanted to eat. And yet, she dared to ask what relationship they had?

Qi He was so furious that he threw the ladle back into the wok. And almost instantly, there was a bitter shriek—

"Ahhh! F*ck!"

Droplets of oil splattered on his hands!

Pain allowed a person to be sober, and the pain woke Qi He up. He asked himself instead, That's right. What relationship did he have with the little idiot?

It was obvious that there was nothing going on!

At most, he only pitied the little idiot for her lack of intelligence, and he had been kind enough to give her some food.

He was merely a donor who was feeding her out of charity, and that was their relationship.

After the dish was done, Qi He placed it on the table. Little Chief was peering at him with her round eyes.

Qi He had a premonition—

This little idiot also had the same expression when she first asked him to cook for her.

What was she up to?

"I can't solve this problem." Fanxing pointed to the question with a chewed pencil, before she began chewing the pencil top once more.

Qi He threw her an impatient glance. "Why is this my business if you don't know how to solve it?" He had been idling around every day in school, so he had no idea how to solve the problem either!

Something fell onto the table.

Fanxing spat out the chewed pencil from her mouth.

She tilted her head, which was full of rainbow hair clips, and said to Qi He, "You can learn if you don't know how." He should be a little flower who studied hard, and in turn, he could teach her.

Fanxing might not be intelligent, but determination and tyranny flowed in her blood.

And her tyranny dictated that no one was to defy her. She would force anyone to get her way.

She merely didn't exhibit this trait under normal circumstances.

Qi He was speechless…

Was she speaking in a human language?

He could learn if he didn't know how…

But why should he learn?