Stunning Peach Blossoms

Chapter 17 Fighting with me, you are dead (4)
I closed my eyes in despair. Although, although he is only a half-grown child, he is still a trainer after all. I don’t know if I can stand his punch. Huh, I haven’t found my dear yet. I don't want to die yet! ! !
After waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not subside. I opened my eyes in doubt, and there was no figure of that kid in front of me.Just as he was wondering and wanted to turn around to find out what happened, he saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and a basin of cold water was poured down on his head.

"You?" Even though it was March day, I couldn't help shivering. I raised my head in disbelief and looked up at the little boy holding a copper basin in front of me with an evil smile on his face. I was so angry that I couldn't say a word. come out!
"Hmph! This is called treating others in the same way!" He half-raised his head haughtily, squinting at me with sideways eyes, not feeling at all how excessive his behavior was, and threw the copper basin to the ground Throwing, the plate fell to the ground, making a series of crisp impact sounds.

I rushed forward angrily, and held on to the hem of his chest tightly, "Are you a man, you can even do this kind of thing!"

I think I must have been driven mad by his behavior, otherwise how could I have forgotten that he is still an eight-year-old child, not a man at all, half a little man at best.

"Let go!" He scowled with a straight face, frowning.

This is the first time someone has done such an unreasonable thing to me when I grew up. I refused to let it go so easily, and stared back, not to be outdone, "Apologize to me!"

"Let go!" He put a hand on the back of my hand, exerting a little force, pretending to threaten!
"Don't let it go, don't let it go, apologize to me!" I shook my head like a rattle, not afraid of the little pressure from my hand.

"Damn woman, I tell you to let go, do you hear me!" He got serious now, and went to break my palm, I was in a hurry, and aimed at the back of his hand, he snorted, retracted his hand, But a row of tooth marks left deep on his hand, with a little blood oozing out.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" I didn't expect that I really had sex with a child, and I was so ruthless as soon as I said it, and I bowed my head in shame like a child who did something wrong.
(End of this chapter)