Looking at Nuonuo like this, Da Bao felt terrible inside. He wished the little girl could be the first to soften up and say sorry, so that he could have an excuse to step down.
After all, when the little girl hurt, he hurt too—it's not worth it!
But, even though the little girl's eyes were full of tears, her gaze remained extremely stubborn, and her lips were pressed into a tight line, refusing to back down.
Da Bao was consumed by anger, and seeing those pink lips, he had an urge to bite them to vent his anger.
Thinking this, his body moved before he could think rationally, and he leaned over, took her lips in his mouth, and bit down hard.
"Ah!" Nuonuo couldn't help but cry out in pain. She hadn't expected her usually gentle and considerate brother to suddenly turn into a raging wolf, clutching her chin as if trying to pull it off, and that bite must have broken her lip!
With teary eyes, she looked at Da Bao, her gaze full of stubbornness, but also grievance and anger.
