Xiaoxiao glanced at his red knuckles and sighed. "Don't use your fists when you beat him up next time. He's so thick-skinned. Your hands will hurt."
Sigh, she suddenly had an idea. "Have you calmed down? If not, let's go again?"
Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, and Xiaoxiao chuckled. "Why? Do you think I'll persuade you to make peace?"
"How is that possible?" She pretended to be fierce and pinched her joints. "I hold a grudge."
"Let's go!" She waved her hand and pulled Rong Yan into the space. "We'll settle today's grudges."
At night, Chernan was about to rest when he heard a creak outside the door. He didn't pay much attention to it. When he opened the door and saw that there was no one outside, he thought that he had heard wrongly. However, when he lay down again, there was another knock on the door. After a while, he felt that something was wrong.
