Song Ci was carried by Zhong Yu and walked outside. At first, she struggled and even raised her fist a few times. However, since she couldn't inflict any substantial harm on Zhong Yu, she eventually resigned herself to wrapping her arms around his neck to prevent him from suddenly going crazy and throwing her down.

"Hey, where on earth are you taking me?"

Song Ci buried her entire face in her arms, and the words she spoke were muffled, making Zhong Yu's heart itch.

"I have a name, if you continue to show disrespect, I will leave you on the road."

He had already been taken out of school by Zhong Yu, and then unknowingly entered a small alley. If he were really left here, Song Ci wouldn't be able to find his way back.

Thinking of this, Song Ci's hand wrapped tighter around Zhong Yu's neck.

Zhong Yu knew that Song Ci was directionally challenged, so he always used the threat of leaving him behind to scare him. Every time, Song Ci would be completely convinced by Zhong Yu's words. As long as he heard Zhong Yu say that he wouldn't bring him home, he would become exceptionally obedient.

"You only know how to bully me like this, every time you bully me like this."

As Song Ci spoke, her voice gradually choked up, like a dam bursting open after long accumulation of waters. Tears uncontrollably welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face.

"Waaaah, Zhong Yu, I never want to know you again."

As Song Ci cried, she pounded on Zhong Yu's back, as if he had committed some heinous and wicked act that was beyond redemption.

Startled by Song Ci's tears and crying for no reason, Zhong Yu hurriedly walked into a hotel in a small alley and booked a room, carrying the weeping Song Ci inside.

Several times, the receptionists at the front desk wanted to call the police when they saw Song Ci's appearance, but they were stopped by the boss sitting beside them.

"Cici, be a good girl, stop crying."

Song Ci straddled Zhong Yu's legs, with her face buried in his shoulder, crying so hard that her body trembled with each sob.

From a young age, whenever Song Ci cried, he had no other choice but to coax him with kind and gentle words.

"Waaah, you're a big meanie."

The Song Ci kept repeating this phrase over and over again. He couldn't think of any words to curse with. As soon as he opened his mouth, he viciously bit into Zhong Yu's shoulder.

Even through his clothes, Zhong Yu still sucked in a breath of pain.

The little brat really put in some effort this time, almost biting off a piece of flesh.

Hearing the sound of Zhong Yu inhaling, Song Ci also sensed the temporary stiffness in his body, alleviating a large portion of her grievances. She felt that Zhong Yu must be in great pain; even when she bit down, she could feel the tense tightness of his skin.

I couldn't apologize verbally, so I stuck out my tongue and gently licked the spot where Zhong Yu had bitten him. Then, I asked him softly, "Does it hurt?"

Feeling the gentle touch of Song Ci's warm tongue on his skin, Zhong Yu did not dare to blame him for biting too hard.

"If biting a few more times will help relieve your anger, feel free to do so."

Take a few more bites, and you can lick a few more times.

Song Ci had no clue about Zhong Yu's true thoughts and mistakenly believed that he was only saying those words to make her feel better.

In an instant, the remaining trace of grievance in his heart vanished completely. Calming down and thinking it through, apart from being unreasonably dragged out of school by Zhong Yu, he realized that Zhong Yu had never done anything extraordinary to him. On the contrary, it was he who had been constantly berating Zhong Yu along the way.

Thinking about it, she turned her head and lightly pecked on Zhongyu's chin, making a soft "bo" sound.