Luo Yingbai was startled and quickly bent down to catch his phone, looking up with a dry laugh: “X-Xianning, you’re awake.”
Xia Xianning glanced at him and nodded, the small flowers on his head swaying slightly.
Luo Yingbai: “Cough cough… Well, I came to find my dad and check on you. I didn’t expect you to be asleep…”
Xia Xianning: “…Is my being asleep that funny?”
Luo Yingbai pinched himself hard: “No, not funny, I just remembered something else funny, sorry, let me laugh for a bit!”
Xia Xianning: “…” Is he that happy?
Xia Xianning didn’t seem to notice at all. Luo Yingbai almost suspected he was deliberately playing dumb with him, but this thought quickly disappeared. If Xia Xianning had already discovered his actions, he would probably want to kill him and would definitely not be so tolerant.
He found it increasingly funny and couldn’t stop laughing. Xia Xianning was speechless and simply leaned back in the chair waiting for him to finish laughing. After watching Luo Yingbai for a while, a hint of amusement also appeared in his own eyes. He had originally intended to remove the clip after letting him have some fun, but now he had forgotten.
At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the room door. Since Luo Yingbai hadn’t closed the door properly when he entered, it creaked open, revealing Wei Shou, Gou Songze, and… Luo Jiao behind it.
Xia Xianning quickly reached to remove the flowers from his head, but the delicate paper hair clip was stuck with some glue. The more he pulled, the more his hair became disheveled.
Wei Shou pinched his own thigh and turned halfway, his face turning red. Gou Songze pounded his chest twice and bit his finger. The quickest to react was Luo Jiao, who strode into the office and kicked Luo Yingbai: “I knew you’d be causing trouble!”
Luo Yingbai was quick-witted. Before the kick could land, he sat down on the floor: “Ouch, dad, don’t kick me, hahaha. Look at Xianning, isn’t it funny?”
Xia Xianning saw that Luo Jiao was about to kick and, knowing he wouldn’t really use force, intervened: “Teacher, don’t hit him. We were just playing.”
Luo Jiao looked at his disciple and turned away: “Cough cough… cough cough cough…”
Xia Xianning: “…”
