Luo Yinan touched his chin and looked at Yingyue carefully, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Yingyue bit her lip, raised her foot and kicked Luo Yin'an's leg hard.
The position that Yingyue kicked was the leg that Luo Yin'an had injured before filming. He was not completely healed, but was kicked violently by this woman. The sour pain now almost taught him how to behave.
Luo Yin'an lowered his head and rubbed his kicked leg, feeling too uncomfortable to speak.
When Mantou over there saw Luo Yin'an hugging her legs, she was so frightened that she put down the broom in her hand and rushed over with long strides. She supported Luo Yin'an tremblingly and asked nervously: "Is everything okay? Are you okay?
What happened? Your leg fell off the horse that time and it has sequelae. It must be very uncomfortable now."
As Steamed Bun talked, her tears began to fall. She felt particularly uncomfortable now. She thought of Luo Yin'an sitting in a wheelchair in the reports at that time, and she felt very panicked.
"Little fool, I'm fine. But I'm very happy that you care so much about me and know that something happened to me. You... actually like me more than you think, don't you?" Luo Yin'an pinched the bun.
The nose and the eyes are full of doting.
Steamed Bun was crying, "How long has it been and you are still making fun of me? You are in so much pain now, should we go to the hospital? Go to the hospital and have a look. If it still feels like this, you must lie down and rest. You can't be willful anymore, I know
have no idea!"
"Call me good husband, and I will go to the hospital with you for a check-up." Luo Yin'an curled her lips and started her own routine.
"Oh, now is not the time to argue about this. Your leg was injured by her kick. You should go to the hospital. Luo Yin'an, don't be willful. Let's go to the hospital to have a look at your leg, okay?" Mantou was obviously anxious.
But Luo Yin'an wasn't in a hurry at all. He crossed his arms, smiled, and said to the steamed bun: "Call me husband, I will go check it out obediently when you call me, and I will listen to you in everything, okay?"
"Stop making trouble!" Steamed Bun blushed like a cooked shrimp and lowered his head, not daring to look at Luo Yin'an.
But Luo Yin'an refused to let go of Steamed Bun. He squeezed Steamed Bun's hand and insisted: "If you don't call me, I won't go to the hospital even if it hurts to death, and I won't go to the hospital in the future!"
"You are too willful!" Steamed Bun sighed, feeling as if he was going to be tricked to death by Luo Yin'an.
Luo Yin'an curled her lips and moved her brows, "Do you want to watch me die of pain?"
"I didn't! Go to the hospital quickly!" Steamed Bun pushed Luo Yin'an softly.
But Luo Yin'an pointed at her face and said, "If you don't want to call me a good husband, then kiss me. I have to take advantage so that I can have the strength to go to the hospital and my feet can recover."
Steamed Bun looked around and then at Luo Yin'an. She knew that when Luo Yin'an bullied her, he would not stop until his goal was achieved.
So between kissing and calling me Laoji, she chose the latter.
"Good husband!" Steamed Bun whispered.
Luo Yin'an heard it, but pretended not to hear it. He deliberately said: "What did you just say? Why didn't I hear anything? Was the voice too soft? Or did you only move your mouth and not make a sound?"
"I didn't!" Mantou said this with a hint of coquettishness.
Luo Yin'an liked the sound of the steamed buns very much. He pointed at himself and continued: "Then scream, scream loudly, it counts if I hear you."
Steamed Bun bit his lip, raised his head, and said seriously: "Good husband!"