Seeing Xiaoxiao run faster, Zhao Rong's mouth twitched.
"You clumsy Xiaoxiao, always like this, running away is really your forte... just knowing to run."
"However, you are just a bullied little fox demon, where can you go? You'll still be caught and bullied by this bad guy..." Zhao Rong muttered to himself.
The next second, he suddenly quickened his pace to chase after the little fox demon he wanted to bully for a lifetime.
Xiaoxiao, hearing Zhao Lang's footsteps getting closer, said in a panic, "You... don't follow me..."
"I'm worried about you, stop, be obedient."
Zhao Rong reached out to grab her slender arm.
Su Xiaoxiao threw off his hand, her small face stubborn, "I don't need your escort; go back to your Great Li."
Zhao Rong pursed his lips and didn't speak, but silently cursed "silly Xiaoxiao" in his heart, and reached out to grab her again, only to be pushed away with a 'smack'.
"Just go, get out of here! Hurry up and leave!"
