Picking You Up and Taking You Home

That kick was clean and decisive, sending Dongdong straight into a snowbank.

When the tenacious Dongdong climbed back up, Lin Zida was stunned to see a human-shaped imprint in the snow, surprisingly artistic.

Lin Zida hurriedly pulled out his phone and photographed the imprint.

Seeing this, Zhuang Jianhui felt immensely satisfied. If not for concerns about his status, he would have personally beaten up the Bear Child.

In his impression, Jiang Ning usually appeared gentle. Only in extreme circumstances would he do extreme things, such as the Shooting Range Incident.

Who would have thought that not only could he handle major matters, he also beat up little kids with such brutality.

The question was, how would they clean this up afterward?

Dongdong knew how formidable the Demon King was. At such a young age, the arrogant Dongdong had already learned to reason with people. "Give me back my tire! My grandma found it for me. It's mine!"

Jiang Ning kicked him back into the snow. "Even if your grandpa gave it to you, it still wouldn't count!"

After saying that, Jiang Ning dragged the tire to his own doorway, making it his trophy.

The resilient Dongdong climbed up again. Jiang Ning said, "Take your chicken bones and get lost!"

Dongdong picked up the chicken bones, but he did not leave. He stood nearby, utterly reluctant to part with the tire.

Jiang Ning pulled the tire along. "Tongtong, come play!"

Xue Yuantong ran over with a grin. She stepped onto the tire and grabbed the rope with both hands.

Jiang Ning pulled the rope forward, and the tire slid over the snow like a sled.

After Xue Yuantong played for a while, she had Jiang Ning stand on the tire while she began pulling the rope forward.

Dongdong watched as his