"You actually followed Zhuqing. Naughty children who peek at others are going to be punished!"
Feng Hao turned to look at her and said with a smile.
"How do you want to punish me?" she asked arrogantly, staring at Feng Hao.
"Why do you look like you're actually looking forward to it?" Feng Hao said. No matter how he looked at her, she did not seem afraid.
"How dare you! If you dare lay a hand on me, I'll have Grandpa Sword kill you next time," Ning Rongrong threatened.
"I haven't even said how I'll punish you yet, and you already want to kill me? Doesn't that mean I have to do something worthwhile first? Otherwise, if I die later, wouldn't that be a huge loss?" Feng Hao analyzed solemnly.
Seeing how serious he was, Ning Rongrong genuinely began to worry that he would do something to her.
She hurriedly said, "I was just anxious for a moment. I didn't mean to kill you. Don't do anything to me. I'm still young."
By the end, her voice had grown so frantic that it carried a sobbing tone. Seeing her like this, Feng Hao felt that he had gone a little too far.
He reached a hand toward Ning Rongrong, and she instinctively tilted her head away.
But she was still a step too slow. His hand gently brushed against her face.
"What... what are you doing?" she asked nervously.
"There's a leaf in your hair." Feng Hao plucked a green leaf from her beautiful hair and casually blew it away.
He smiled and said, "I'm not some kind of demon. It's fine that you saw that. Just don't make things difficult for Zhuqing. I don't care, and as long as you don't make mistakes during class, I won't punish you."