Xiao Shumiao leaned over to look at Lingyue's arm, "Brother Xiaoyue, does it hurt? Do you want me to blow on it for you?"
Lingyue shook his head, "It doesn't hurt at all."
"I don't feel any pain either!" Xiao Shumiao looked up at Yun Jue, "Little Cousin is amazing, even better than the nurses at the hospital. It didn't hurt at all!"
Yun Jue couldn't help but pinch his cheek with a smile, "Darling, how is your little mouth so sweet?"
Xiao Shumiao was very serious, "I'm telling the truth. Xiao Shumiao isn't being fake!"
Yun Jue stifled a laugh, "Do you know what being fake means?"
"Of course!" Xiao Shumiao nodded his little head, "Saying one thing in front of someone and another behind their back is being fake! For example... for instance, if I tell Little Cousin that his injections don't hurt and he's amazing, but when he's not around, I tell others that his skills are terrible and the injection was painful, that would be fake!"
