The Little Boy seemed to have been trained, as it only took him a few tries to bite through the rope that was binding Molly.
"Quick, untie the rope on my hands first." As soon as the Little Boy let go, he proactively moved closer to Molly.
Molly was small and weak, and her hands had been tied for so long that they were a bit unresponsive. Plus she was so nervous that she trembled for a good while without being able to untie the rope on his hands.
"Are you a pig? You can't even untie ropes with both hands." The Little Boy watched as time slipped away and weakly complained.
"You're the pig! The Little Princess is so smart, I just don't have experience!" Molly retorted defiantly. Triggered, and when her hands weren't strong enough, she bent down to use her teeth, stubbornly managing to undo the rope on his hands.
Throwing the rope on the ground, she lifted her head proudly, "See, I undid it. What's the big deal!"
