Xiao Yao gently stroked the beauty before him and sighed softly. "The rewards are decent, but I don't know why I just can't get motivated. Facing a bunch of students who aren't that strong, I have no desire to fight."
Hearing the sigh in Xiao Yao's voice, Instructor Ruo Lin let out a helpless sigh and said softly, "Xiao Yao, you'd better not let me down in this Selection Tournament, or I won't forgive you."
"Brother Xiao Yao, do you want me to be your opponent? Xun Er is very strong. That should make Brother Xiao Yao feel a little more like fighting, right?"
Xun Er waved her little fist, a proud curve lifting at the corner of her lips as she looked at Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao directly caught Xun Er's little fist in his right hand. An indulgent smile appeared on his face as he teased, "With that soft little fist of yours, I couldn't bear to have you as my opponent. But..."
Xiao Yao bent down and whispered into Xun Er's ear, "When it comes to fighting, I still prefer doing it alone with you in a room. There'll be chances in the future, Xun Er."
At those words, Xun Er's earlobes reddened. She slightly raised her head, a few blushes appearing on her jade-like cheeks as her autumn-water eyes looked at Xiao Yao before her with tenderness and charm.
"Brother Xiao Yao, you only know how to bully me."
Xun Er complained coquettishly. With her little fist held by Xiao Yao, she tried to break free, but her faint struggling seemed utterly powerless.
Seeing Xun Er's shy appearance, Xiao Yao's smile deepened. "How is this bullying? This is clearly doting on you."
Watching the two flirt with each other, Xiao Yu said in a sweet voice,