Girl, you are being calculated!

Ugh!

Now that she is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, she can't protect herself, so let's not care about those people in the dark night organization, what is she going to do now?

"Girl!" Jiang Yifan pulled her quilt and called her with a smile.

"Get out! Get out!" She yelled with her head covered, but her voice was always sweet and soft, and she was separated by the quilt. Even if she yelled loudly, there was no deterrent effect.

"Girl!" Jiang Yifan pulled her out and tapped her on the forehead, "Aren't you going to ask Auntie how these rashes will get rid of, and cover your head and plan to let them grow under the quilt?"

"..." Although what you said is very reasonable, do you want to be so vicious?

She took the phone from his hand with great resentment, and poked the phone screen like his mouth.

I poke me poke me poke poke!

Let you be so poisonous!

"Huan Huan, do you have something to do with your mother?"

Uh……

The phone is connected.

"Mom, do you still remember those packs of itching powder you gave me?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"I accidentally put it on my classmate's face, and now my classmate has a lot of red rashes on his face. Is there a cure for that?"

"Well, there is a cure, buy some white vinegar, wipe it on three times a day and it will go down soon, Huan Huan, why are you so careless? Your classmate didn't blame you, did he?"

"No, I just accidentally got a little bit up. We have a good relationship, and she won't blame me. Don't worry." She stuck out her tongue secretly, that good classmate was herself, herself So what if you blame yourself?

"What about you, are you okay?" Poor parents all over the world, Cheng Lingsu is most concerned about his beloved daughter.

"I'm fine. Didn't you hear me when you heard me? I was jumping around, what could be the matter?" She stuck out her tongue again.

She must have been assimilated into a bad person by that bastard Jiang Yifan, now she doesn't even move her eyelashes when she lies.

"It's fine, Huan Huan. Next week is your dad's birthday. You and Yifan will go home together. Mom will cook something delicious for you, okay?" Speaking of which, Zhong Lingsu's kitchen skills were learned from Jiang Yifan's mother Su Mang, the workmanship is not so good.

"Well, I remember my mother, I will go back to my father as soon as possible that day."

The mother and daughter chatted a few more thoughtful words, hung up the phone, Xiao Huanhuan patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, okay, no flaws were revealed.

If her dear mother knew that she had been hurt by the medicine powder, she would definitely rush to Xinghai Academy in the next second.

Jiang Yifan watched her slapping her chest with a smile, and blinked playfully, "Honey, I know that although you are ugly now, you are still in good shape, so you don't have to remind me so deliberately!"

I remind you big head ghost!

Xiao Huanhuan slipped into the bed again, and glared at him angrily, "Get lost!"

"I'm leaving, who will wipe the white vinegar on you? Stupid girl!" He tapped her forehead, turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought back half a bowl of white vinegar in a small porcelain bowl.

When Xiao Huanhuan and Cheng Lingsu talked on the phone, he listened very carefully. He was secretly relieved when he heard Cheng Lingsu say that the rash would subside if he smeared it with white vinegar for a few days.

Letting Xiao Huanhuan lie on her side, he dipped a cotton swab in white vinegar and carefully applied it to her face.

When the white vinegar is stained on the rash, there is a tingling pain of the needle tip on the skin. The pain range is not large, but the pain is sharp and sharp, and the taste is not pleasant.