"Then don't always talk to that guy Murong Li anymore." Little Bo said.
Little Pet lifted her head, her large watery eyes full of confusion: "But big brother also said he would help him, right?"
"Helping him should be done by big brother."
"Oh... I'll listen to big brother, anyway, so long as he has someone to help him." Little Pet replied.
...
...
Murong Li was extremely happy, his dad agreed to let him learn taekwondo.
On the first day of class, he arrived at the hall half an hour early.
Because he came very early, the students in the same class hadn't arrived yet.
He stood at the class entrance waiting for Little Bo, Little Pet, and the others.
Slender and small, wearing a white taekwondo uniform that looked loose, his thin small face was delicate and refined, filled with excitement.
When he saw Little Bo holding Little Pet's hand coming from afar, he cheerfully waved: "Little Bo, Little Bo, Little Pet, Little Pet..."
