Being called out again, Tu Yingying finally understood what was going on, and she grabbed Tu Meijiao's hand, saying, "Auntie, I'm not sick, I don't want to go back to the room!"
"Go back first!" Tu Meijiao whispered.
Tu Yingying shook her head and looked at Lu Qingyuan, "Uncle Lu, I'm not sick, please don't drive me away!"
"So noisy!" Little Bun grumbled impatiently, and immediately someone came forward to drag Tu Yingying to the western room.
This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for Tu Meijiao, hearing Tu Yingying's struggling cries, she could only sit afar, clenching her fists, and finally pinching Lu Xinguo's hand fiercely.
"Wife, why are you pinching me? It hurts!" Lu Xinguo's reaction was indeed strong.
Tu Meijiao glared at him and whispered, "Useless thing!"
"Auntie, Auntie, save me!" Tu Yingying's frantic shouts were loud, and although she seemed weak, she was actually quite strong and was refusing to leave.
