Zuo Feng reluctantly crawled up from the "ground." As soon as he straightened his body, the heavy weight on his left side almost pulled him back down to the ground.
With a wry smile, he glanced at the black "shackles" on his left arm and couldn't help but curse that elder named Ning Xiao's "perversion" in his heart, before struggling to stand up.
Just as he walked out of the room, Zuo Feng saw Uncle Tian, who was waiting outside with a warm smile. When Uncle Tian saw Zuo Feng, even his usually calm demeanor broke into an amused expression. Zuo Feng was initially taken aback but soon remembered something, turned back, and fiercely glared at Tian Tian, who was snickering at the side, before hastily going outside to find someone to wash his face.
Without looking, Zuo Feng knew for sure that his sister had once again used ink to scribble on his face. She hadn't played such a prank on him for quite a while, so he didn't expect her to be in such a playful mood this early in the morning.
