"Get up!"
"Did it hurt when you fell?"
Seeing Ling Fei stubbornly sitting on the ground, furrowing her brows and biting her lip, refusing to stand, Song Tian Mo chuckled lightly as he walked over, extending his hand to her.
"Husband! You're so heartless!"
Ling Fei sat on the ground with a collapse face, looking at Song Tian Mo with full of accusation in her eyes.
Her Taichi skills were just something she picked up when she was bored and had just practiced a few times with her father.
They barely even resembled the real Taichi movements. When she saw Song Tianmo practicing, she thought it would be fun to join him. She never expected to be ruthlessly thrown to the ground just after a few moves.
Ruthless? Song Tianmo had a look of confusion on his face. He tried to coax her, "The ground is cold, get up quickly, or your clothes will get soaked."