Meng Xinian had just put away his things when he turned around and saw her puffing up angrily, and immediately realized he had said something wrong. His thin lips pursed tightly, he walked over to her, extended his index finger, and gently poked her puffed cheek, saying with amusement, "That's not what I meant, Little Frog."
She really did puff up like a little frog.
He was just worried that her hands might be sore or tired, how could he not want her to come over?
It was just too surprising, he had not at all expected her to appear before him so unexpectedly.
Thinking back on that moment, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.
However, "How did you grow so tall?" he asked, gesturing with his hand above her head.
She had grown so quickly, and moreover, she had clearly put on weight, looking like a beautiful young girl who was too captivating to take your eyes off, as opposed to her previously malnourished appearance.
