Xie Hui was somewhat unwilling to give up. "Xiao Qiao..."
Su Qiao was already too tired to bother with him. She dragged that idiot Xiao Jingsheng away.
Old Village Chief and her grandmother would handle what remained, so she no longer needed to worry about it.
On the way home, Xiao Jingsheng cautiously hooked his little finger around hers. "Qiao'er, are you angry?"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him. "Shouldn't I be angry?"
She had been such a failure as a master. Her disciple could not even dodge a woman's flying tackle. Shouldn't she be angry?
Xiao Jingsheng was terribly embarrassed. "I... I was thinking about you at the time. She suddenly jumped out of the woods beside me, and I didn't react at all."
Su Qiao was a little surprised. "What were you thinking about me?"
"Nothing, I was just... just thinking about you."
Xiao Jingsheng did not dare look her in the eye. The tips of both his ears were bright red.
What he had actually been thinking was that they were engaged now.
When they were alone, could he occasionally hug her?
Or perhaps do something more intimate, like kiss her or something.
In short, just as his heart was beginning to flutter, a Cheng Yaojin had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
She had nearly cost him his chastity.
If that was truly what had happened, then he could still be forgiven.
The little bit of anger in Su Qiao's heart vanished.
However...
"You can't even dodge a delicate woman. Looks like your martial arts training isn't very good. Starting today, I'll spar with you."
"Huh?" Please, no.
Her little fists looked small and soft, with a tender pink hue, but when they landed, they felt like iron weights.
Besides, she never held back. After every