"Sister, are you stupid?"
All this fuss, just for this?!
Making me so nervous for nothing?!
While sighing helplessly, seemingly both amused and exasperated by Yumo's innocence, Mengxi couldn't help but raise her hands to pinch Yumo's cheeks firmly, as if trying to convey her exasperation, wordless sarcasm, and gentle comfort through this action.
Her touch was both playful and affectionate, even carrying a hint of roughness.
As if telling Yumo:
You're overthinking this way too fucking much!!
Yumo's face distorted slightly in Mengxi's hands, her eyebrows raised, lips pouting, unconsciously showing confusion and mild reproach.
"Seriously, you brat... why are you saying this and suddenly squishing my face?!"
"Why?! Because you're being too silly!"
Mengxi fired back without mercy, squeezing Yumo's face even harder, as if venting her frustration.