Hong Jiaxin knew exactly what Luo Yang intended to do, and with a scoff, she laughed and pushed him away.
Then she waved her small fist and gently punched his solid back.
At that time, they were descending the stairs, with Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin walking behind everyone else.
As they were chatting, he suddenly stopped walking, and Hong Jiaxin bumped into him.
He reached back with both hands, grabbed her thighs, and with a lift of his waist, he hoisted her onto his back.
Hong Jiaxin paused, then, biting his ear, she whispered softly, "Put Sister down," but seeing him take a step down the stairs, she had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck and let him carry her.
"Class president, do you still remember carrying me up the stairs?" Luo Yang chuckled softly.
As soon as the past was mentioned, a wave of embarrassment flooded into Hong Jiaxin's heart.
Back then, she never intended to carry him all the way up to the building, just to the bottom of the teaching block was enough.
But it was under his provocation that she ended up carrying him all the way up. Thinking back, she knew she'd fallen for his trick.
Now that he brought it up, she brought her lips close to his ear and coquettishly said, "Sister was tricked that time. Now you carrying Sister downstairs is like paying a debt."
As she spoke, she wrapped her left arm tightly around his neck, freed her right hand, and gently twisted his ear.
"If you dare try to take advantage of Sister again, Sister will twist off your ear," she said with a laugh.
"Class president, I'm so pure, how could I take advantage of you?" Luo Yang had no choice but to continue walking down.
"Still making excuses."
She twisted his ear with a bit more force.
"Class president, please be gentle, don't twist so hard," he said with a laugh.
"Sister Kick has already reached the first floor. We're still on the second floor. Let me down," she tapped his shoulder.
So, Luo Yang made a beeline for the first floor.
"Class president, heh, do you want me to..."
Seeing that Hong Jiaxin's top was disheveled, he was quite eager to help.
On hearing his "heh heh," a wave of embarrassment surged in her heart, and her lower lip caught between her teeth, she aimed a kick at him.
Luo Yang's figure flashed to the side, easily dodging the kick, and he scooped down with his left hand, catching her right foot's heel in a smooth motion, then held onto her ankle and dragged her forward.
Unable to retrieve her foot, Hong Jiaxin could only hop along on her left foot, following behind him.
Every time she competed with Luo Yang, she could not even touch his sleeve.
As Dongfeng Middle School's top female student, she was always proud. Only after learning that Luo Yang was a martial arts expert did she realize her martial arts skills were far inferior to his.
However, she was competitive by nature and could not accept it in her heart.
Knowing she was no match for him, to utter "Sister is inferior to you" was something she could not bring herself to do.
Now that he was leading her by the leg, a fit of irritation overtook her, and she thought that even if she had to take a hard fall, she'd kick him to save her face.
So, she flexed and pushed off with her left foot, leaping into the air, and in mid-jump, her left foot aimed a kick at Luo Yang.
Taking advantage of the force from Luo Yang's hand on her right foot, at the very moment she leaped, Luo Yang felt a strong force push down on his right hand and guessed what she was about to do.
If he did nothing, she would certainly have taken a painful fall.
He spun around and swept up to her side like the wind.
Her left foot missed its mark, and as she fell, her fright was abruptly steadied.
Once she regained her composure, she realized he was holding her.
A hint of sweetness surged through her heart, and she smiled sweetly, pouting her red lips and lightly punching his sturdy chest with her small fist.
Seeing her smile bloom like a flower, Luo Yang laughed and said, "Class president, that move of yours is quite effective. I've been had again."
Hong Jiaxin grinned, showing her teeth, waved her small fist, and gently punched him a few more times until she was satisfied and finally stopped.
Under normal circumstances, she couldn't actually hit him—it was only in such coquettish moments that she had the chance to land a hit.
"Class president, why are you pushing my head?" he smirked.
"Don't look at Sister like that," she retorted with a feigned annoyance.
"Heh, class president, you're quite savage," he laughed.
It was fine for him to laugh, but if he let out a "heh heh heh," she couldn't stand it.
It would bring up the embarrassing parts of her memory.
Hong Jiaxin's face turned cold, and she waved her small fists, punching his chest.
But she still didn't hit very hard.
It was only when he held her that she could actually hit him.
"Class president, stop hitting. I have good news for you. Do you want to learn Qi Xiangtian's signature move of kicking four times in the air?" Luo Yang asked.
Back then, when she saw Qi Xiangtian perform a sequence of four aerial kicks, Hong Jiaxin was quite envious.
"Do you think you can learn it just because you want to? That kind of secret technique is usually only passed down to one's own children, not to disciples from other families. It would be useless for Sister to join Yingyan Martial Arts School," Hong Jiaxin said.
"I'm asking you if you want to learn?" Luo Yang pressed seriously.
"So what if I want to?"
As a girl who loved martial arts, she naturally felt a little itch to learn such a technique.
"I can teach you, and make sure you learn it well. Class president, how will you repay me?" he asked with a secretive smile.
"Sister will teach you the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, want to learn?" she bantered.
Luo Yang had only watched Qi Xiangtian perform "Four Geese Flying South" once, and it was impossible for an ordinary person to grasp it in one viewing.
Therefore, Hong Jiaxin simply assumed he was bluffing.
If it weren't for Luo Yang's exceptional memory, which etched every detail of "Four Geese Flying South" deep into his mind, he too would have been unable to master this secret move in such a short time.
"If you want to learn, just give me a kiss, and I will teach you," Luo Yang proposed with a laugh.
"You just know how to take advantage of Sister. Sister won't let you off easily." Focusing her energy into her hands, she was determined to give him a tough twist.
"We'll talk about it when we get home tonight." He had no choice but to let her down.
The two of them were nearly at the parking lot by then, and Zhu Li and Chen Jie were waiting there. In front of them, Hong Jiaxin felt too embarrassed to continue roughhousing with Luo Yang.