Di Baijun turned as red as a tomato right away, and she almost burst into laughter.
She couldn't help but pound his chest hard with her hand a couple of times.
Then, she grumbled softly, "You rascal."
Wang Hu had a fairly smug smile on his face. It wasn't like he couldn't tell what Silly Girl was thinking.
She had known a long time ago that she couldn't beat him. She just wanted to hit him a couple of times to vent a bit of her frustrations while also enjoying the battle to the fullest.
He naturally had to maintain an assertive stance and prevent himself from losing during battle.
However, during private moments like these, he didn't need to be so particular.
If Silly Girl wanted to hit him, then she could just do so.
He tightened his grip around her hand and struck his chest neither too hard nor too lightly with her little hand another couple of times.
