Chapter 198 Yellow Cattle Powder

"Uncle, what happened to your face?"

"Uh, nothing, I just used a bit too much force while swatting a mosquito, hehe..."

Meng Lang chuckled dryly, reaching for another piece of Mei Cai Kou Rou in his bowl.

Tonight, Haitang rarely cooked, and the Mei Cai Kou Rou was bright in color, with tender meat that melted in the mouth, fatty but not greasy, leaving a lingering fragrance — truly a heavenly delicacy.

But the price paid... was a bit too high...

"Really? You're pretty harsh on yourself!

You're strolling in the rain, going all out against mosquitoes. Either you're a masochist, or your brains got waterlogged!"

Yan Weiwei clenched her little steel teeth, staring fiercely at Meng Lang.

So what if I'm feeling down?

If you're sad, drench yourself in the rain, but you need a hug too? Are you crazy!

Meng Lang could only chuckle dryly.

What else can I say?

Can I say that hug was just a pure embrace to express joy and gratitude?