Chapter 1175: Chapter 1175: Help! Uncle Is Bullying Me!
She instinctively struggled, but found that she couldn’t muster any strength. Although Xiao Zheng’s grip wasn’t very tight and didn’t hurt her, it was extremely secure. No matter how she struggled, it was to no avail!
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, you’re hurting me," the girl shouted plaintively.
A wave of exasperation washed over Xiao Zheng’s forehead, and he said, "Hey, hey, hey, your act is really unconvincing."
"Is it?" the girl asked, bewildered.
"Yes, not convincing at all..."
Before Xiao Zheng could finish speaking, the girl suddenly twisted her body and, ignoring her ankle, used Xiao Zheng’s strength to vault into the air. While airborne, she spun and lashed out with a vicious kick.
Xiao Zheng furrowed his brows, though quite surprised. This girl didn’t play by conventional rules, yet her speed was decent, and her moves clearly showed she had training.
No wonder she previously said Xiao Zheng had to defeat her before she’d tell him anything; turns out she’s trained.
But it’s a pity; such tricks aren’t enough to impress Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng lifted his hand and easily caught her other ankle.
The girl’s expression changed dramatically; Xiao Zheng’s nimbleness in catching her at such speed wasn’t something an ordinary person could accomplish.
The biggest problem now was that both of her feet were caught by Xiao Zheng, and her body was plummeting. The girl’s face changed dramatically, and she couldn’t help but cry out.
Xiao Zheng maintained his composure and directly tossed the girl’s body onto the nearby sofa.
The girl lay on the bed, still shaken, and only after taking several deep breaths did she glare and shout, "Damn you, how dare you treat me like this!"
With a slight smile, Xiao Zheng looked at the girl and continued, "You still haven’t told me your name."
"Why should I tell you if you haven’t beaten me yet?" The girl smirked and then suddenly sprang up, lunging at Xiao Zheng.
This time she wised up and used her hands instead of feet.
However...
In less than a minute, the girl was thrown onto the bed again.
"Ahhhhh, I’m going to kill you!" The girl was a bit annoyed, jumping up once more.
But in less than a minute, the result was the same.
Looking awkward as she bounced on the bed a few times, she wheezed yet seemed not to give up.
This time she didn’t attack immediately, but slowly stood up, ran her fingers through her messy hair, and grudgingly said, "Alright, alright, consider it my loss. I’ll tell you my name now..."
Xiao Zheng perked up his ears, but sensed something was off when the girl paused.
Sure enough, the girl’s fist suddenly came towards Xiao Zheng’s face.
Eyes widened, Xiao Zheng again caught the girl’s wrist, shouting, "Are you trying to hit me in the face?"
"Oops, nope, just a slip, I lost, I lost, this time I’ll really tell you," the girl said innocently.
But in the next second, her other fist came swinging.
Unfazed, Xiao Zheng caught her wrist again.
This time, Xiao Zheng didn’t release her; this girl was too tricky, and he was sure that if he let her go, she’d attack him again.
Looking around, Xiao Zheng pulled a bedsheet from the bed.
"What are you going to do?" the girl blinked nervously.
"You’ll find out soon enough," Xiao Zheng said mysteriously.
The girl was a bit scared, swallowed nervously, and said, "I know I was wrong, I lost. Let me go, and I’ll tell you everything."
"As if I’d believe you," Xiao Zheng would no longer trust her.
Soon, the sheet had her securely tied to a chair.
The girl sat there, aggrieved, her big watery eyes looking at Xiao Zheng, tears welling up—a look capable of annihilating any man!
But it had no effect on Xiao Zheng.
"Don’t look at me like that; it won’t work," Xiao Zheng said, nonchalant, utterly unaffected.
"But you really hurt me, tied me up too tightly. Uncle, I know I was wrong, please don’t treat me like this," the girl’s eyes brimmed with more tears.
Xiao Zheng originally didn’t care, but seeing the girl now, he felt softened.
This girl was trained; her earlier performance made that clear, so Xiao Zheng had instinctively tied her tightly. Could she really be in pain?
"Uncle, please," tears rolled down the girl’s face, "are you tying me up because you find me cute and want to play with my sweet butt?"
Seeing tears finally spill from her eyes, Xiao Zheng was finally defeated.
"Alright, I’ll let you go, but don’t cause any trouble. You need to tell me who you are, okay?" Xiao Zheng sighed helplessly.
"Okay, Uncle, I truly know I was wrong," the girl promised with a nod.
Only then did Xiao Zheng approach to untie her.
But as soon as she was free, the girl suddenly jumped to the window and shouted, "Help, help, a creepy uncle is trying to play with a young girl’s sweet butt in the middle of the night, everyone come save me!"
Xiao Zheng’s body trembled fiercely, quickly darting over, covering the girl’s mouth before she could yell out a second sentence.
Xiao Zheng was scared; such shouting could really cause trouble.
Looking at the girl’s expression now, although there were still some remaining tears, the previous look of grievance had vanished entirely.
This cunning little drama queen!
Xiao Zheng tied the girl back to the chair, even more securely than before.
"Uncle..." the girl began again.
Xiao Zheng glanced over, her expression unchanged—pitifully adorable, big watery eyes almost in tears.
"Not saying anything is worth it; this time, you can’t talk your way out, understand?" Xiao Zheng raised an eyebrow.
He would no longer be fooled.
The girl took a deep breath, her expression finally returning to normal: "Alright, alright, I’m done pretending. But about that lollipop..."
"Don’t even think about it, no way," Xiao Zheng said emphatically.
"Sigh, such a cold-hearted uncle," the girl said, pouting.
"Enough with the nonsense, now tell me who you are and why you’re watching me?" Xiao Zheng asked fiercely.
He couldn’t afford to be soft-hearted anymore; otherwise, he’d truly fall for the tricks of this little girl today.
"Hmph, why should I tell you? What can you do to me?" the girl said smugly, appearing like a pig unafraid of boiling water.
"Really?" A sinister smile appeared at Xiao Zheng’s lip as he spoke lightly.