Lin Manxue stretched out her hand and flicked her forehead: "Aren't we familiar?"
"Is it red?" Qing Qing asked Lin Manxue, pointing to the place where he was hit on the forehead.
"It's a bit red." Taking a closer look, it was a bit red. Lin Manxue wondered if she had acted too hard.
Just when he was about to rub it for her, he suddenly said, "Then we are a bit familiar."
Lin Manxue was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of relaxation. He laughed and said, "What if I kill him?"
"We are very familiar," she said hurriedly. She pointed at her reddish forehead, opened her eyes and said nonsense, "You can see that we are familiar."
Intention: I don't know