Qin Youbei noticed that after Lin Jiujiu came back with the second brother, she seemed strange, absent-minded, and kept touching her lips with her fingers.
"What's wrong with you? Weren't you only hurt on the chin? Why do you keep touching your lips? Did your lips get hurt too?" Qin Youbei asked with concern.
Lin Jiujiu quickly shook her head, replying guiltily, "No, no, no."
She tried to act calm and natural, but her cheeks were still red, her eyes dazed like a little rabbit, feeling uncomfortable all over, awkward and unsure where to stand.
Qin Youbei knew instantly that she was hiding something.
She teased her, saying, "What's up with you? Didn't you just bump your chin? Could it be that something else got hurt?"
Lin Jiujiu shook her head, "No, no."
Qin Youbei pulled her in front of the full-length mirror and pointed at her reflection, "If nothing else is hurt, then tell me why your face is so red, you..."
