The next morning, as soon as Wang Hao stepped out the door, he saw Huang Dingfeng, who seemed like he had been waiting for a while; the grass by the front flowerbed was nearly trampled flat.
"Why didn't you knock and come in if you were here?"
Wang Hao asked, puzzled.
"What if you, boss, were doing your morning exercise? If I knocked and disturbed your mood, wouldn't you take your anger out on me? That would be so unjust for me!"
Huang Dingfeng grinned mischievously.
Who would do morning exercises at home so early?
Wang Hao felt confused, as if he didn't quite understand.
But after thinking it over, his expression changed abruptly, and he knocked on the kid's head. Despite being young, the kid was nothing but trouble, his little head always filled with all sorts of ridiculous things!
He then gave Huang Dingfeng a fierce look, and the two set off for school together.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Not yet!"
