"Mom, look, do you still feel uncomfortable?" After her husband and Xu Qingfan had left, Wen Wanqing hugged her daughter and asked.
"Hehe, not at all, Mom. Brother Qing Fan gave me a massage and also some brown sugar water, and then the pain completely went away," Lin Wanning said proudly while being held by her mother.
"Xiao Fan knows how to do that too?" Wen Wanqing found it quite novel.
"Absolutely, Brother Qing Fan can do housework, cook, give massages, get good grades, and also write songs and comics, he's amazing!" Lin Wanning counted these talents off on her fingers to her mother boastfully.
"And furthermore, Brother Qing Fan doesn't smoke or drink. Some boys at our school hide in the bathrooms to smoke, and it smells awful when I walk by. Brother Qing Fan smells wonderful, and he even has six-pack abs!"