Lin Ruoxi glanced timidly at Xue Rui. Suddenly remembering something, she grabbed his hand to inspect it, her eyes full of concern as she said,
"Rui, n-next time... use a belt. Your hand is a little swollen."
Xue Rui's breath caught in his throat. Lin Ruoxi wasn't complaining that her butt hurt; she was worried about his hand...
He had thought he'd resolved Lin Ruoxi's childhood trauma by separating the act of "being disciplined" from "making a mistake."
'But now... was he the one being trained?'
Xue Rui had a sneaking suspicion that the girl actually enjoyed being spanked by him. She had even mentioned a "next time"...
Lin Ruoxi had slight masochistic tendencies, which wasn't necessarily a bad thing for him. He could just play along.
"I'll spank you even when you don't misbehave, but only at bedtime," Xue Rui said, poking Lin Ruoxi on the head.
