The white light quickly filled the room again, and what Xu Qingfan saw was Xia Xiaoxiao, looking like a rain-soaked pear blossom as she knelt on the bed with both hands covering her freshly struck right cheek. Her small, pitiful figure and her long black hair sprawled behind her head made her resemble the sympathetically beautiful women in ancient costumes from TV dramas.
Xu Qingfan hurriedly climbed onto the bed to check on her, "Let me see, stop covering it." He gently pried open the girl's palms.
"Get away... whaa... I'm not playing with you anymore... waah!"
Xia Xiaoxiao sounded fierce with her words, but she didn't use much strength to resist. After Xu Qingfan was pushed down and reseated, he easily took away the girl's hands from her swollen cheek.
"Hiss~" Upon seeing her swollen half face, Xu Qingfan couldn't help but gasp, "Shame on you, it's swollen like a pig's head now."
