Seeing Yi Meng's bright smile, Yuanda didn't want to ask any more questions. "Raise your head." Yuanda said to Yi Meng and stretched out his hand.
"What are you doing?" Yi Meng raised her head, but she was very curious about what Yuanda wanted to do.
Yuanda held Yi Meng's chin with his hand and took a closer look at the injury at the corner of Yi Meng's mouth. Then he frowned slightly, as if he was distressed.
"Does it still hurt?" Yuanda asked Yi Meng with concern.
Yi Meng didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head.
"It's bleeding, but it doesn't hurt? When will it hurt? Silly girl..." Yuanda gently touched Yi Meng's forehead with his finger and smiled.
"It's okay, it really doesn't hurt. As long as brother doesn't get angry, everything will be fine." Yi Meng's little mouth was so sweet, but when she said this, Yuanda felt even happier.
Yuanda smiled with his lips down, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore. Let's go. I'll give you some medicine when you get home. You're so injured that you need another band-aid." Yuanda frowned.
Thinking.
"Ah, I don't want it, it's so ugly. It will ruin our image as a school idol." Yi Meng looked at Yuanda and said a little show off.
When Yuanda heard this, he felt happy, "You are disobedient..." Yuanda immediately changed his expression to Yi Meng, so that Yi Meng would be obedient.
Yi Meng glanced at Yuanda and immediately lowered her head, not daring to speak. It looked like she was about to put a band-aid on.
After returning home, Yuanda went to find a band-aid, but Yi Meng ran into the kitchen.
"Brother, why is there nothing to eat at home? I'm starving." Yi Meng's complaining voice came from the kitchen. Yuanda also chased Yi Meng to the kitchen with a band-aid, straightened Yi Meng's face, and then put the band-aid on it.
On the corner of her mouth.
"Ah! Be gentle, it hurts!" Yi Meng touched the corner of her mouth with her hand, and then opened her mouth, "It's very uncomfortable, really, forget it. Brother, I'm hungry."
"Okay, you're the only one who's hungry, right? Stop yelling, you're already big-headed. Are you still pretending to be a boy? You've been wearing a bastard's mouth all day long." Yuanda said while looking for something.
When Yi Meng heard this, she picked up the pot and hit Yuanda. There was only a "bang" sound, and Yuanda's grape-red hair was dyed black by the bottom of the pot.
Yuanda touched his head and slowly turned his head, "What are you doing? Ah! What happened to my hair..."
Sigh, the impulse of the moment may have serious consequences, "Um, um..." Yi Meng put down the pot and ran out of the kitchen.
Yuanda touched his injured head with one hand and chased him out of the kitchen with a pot in his other hand. He felt sorry for our handsome boy Yuanda.
"Hey, don't be angry, just wash up. Haha..." Yi Meng said with a smile as she ran.
"Wash it? Then my head still hurts? Let me come back and talk about it." Yuanda still chased Yi Meng without giving up.