"Ah, it hurts, you big liar!!!" Luo Qianqian nearly cried as she watched Jimo Cheng forcefully knead her knee while gripping her calf—that's his idea of being gentle.
Jimo Cheng said with a smile, "I'm trying to make this quick, better a short pain than a long one."
So your 'trying' is nothing but lies!!!
Luo Qianqian yelled with a sobbing tone, "You cried to me, saying everything in fairy tales is a lie!!! It really is all lies!!!"
In the midst of Luo Qianqian's wailing, Jimo Cheng had already quickly applied the medicine and touched her knee, which he had rubbed until it was hot, then helplessly looked at her, "It's done now, go home and rub it more yourself so it won't hurt so much tomorrow," he said, letting go of her pant leg.
Luo Qianqian instantly felt awkward and didn't know what to do, only to hear Jimo Cheng continue, "None of the elders from the family came today, perhaps in a few days, Grandpa will have you go to our house to meet those elders."
