Liu Chang'an had just sent Zhou Shuling the photos he had taken and the video of Zhou Dongdong wriggling around on the floor when he saw Zhou Shuling walk into the living room while looking at her phone.
Zhou Dongdong, who had been sprawled beside the sofa howling, immediately got to her feet. Her open-mouthed wailing was merely a pose; she was not truly so heartbroken that she was crying her eyes out.
But when she saw her mother's expression, Zhou Dongdong knew it was time to get smacked again. Her eyes darted around. Should she crawl under the heated table, or bravely dash past her mother and out the door at the speed of the Lightspeed Spinning-Top Hero?
Clearly, practicing martial arts was like studying. Getting her clothes dirty should not be something she got beaten for. But her mother obviously did not agree with that logic.
Yet Zhou Dongdong noticed that her mother had stopped walking and was staring at Brother Chang'an's back.
Brother Chang'an was smiling as though waiting for something. When he noticed that her mother had gone still, he turned to look at her as well. Zhou Dongdong therefore stood beside the heated table, ready to assess the situation before deciding what to do.
"Why is there dust on your shirt too?" Zhou Shuling looked suspiciously at Liu Chang'an. Recently, she had cleverly discovered that whenever Zhou Dongdong did something foolish and Liu Chang'an was present, he was usually involved as well!
"Ahem... well..." When Liu Chang'an had demonstrated for Zhou Dongdong, he had specifically taken off his jacket. Who would have thought he would still leave behind evidence?
Could it be that he had not been using his waist enough lately, and his core strength had declined? Liu Chang'an wondered.
"Hehehehe..." Shangguan Dandan laughed.