Ye Tiao, upon hearing such words, hit and kicked even harder.
After some terrible screams, Tang Jingming ended up in the hospital with a swollen and bruised face.
The doctor treated his burn and wiped the bruises on his face.
Listening to Tang Jingming's screams, Ye Tiao's anger subsided slightly. She held her stomach and said, "It's all your fault. I haven't even eaten yet because I was busy hitting you!"
With his face swollen and bruised, Tang Jingming looked at her, feeling both wronged and pleasantly surprised, "You didn't eat with Lin Yuan?"
"I had a bit, but you said you cooked at home, so I saved space in my stomach to eat what you made when I got back, and then... ha," Ye Tiao glared at him, "I kept my stomach empty for nothing. I came back only to see this little jerk causing trouble! Not only did you break everything to pieces, but you also burned your hand into a pig's trotter!"
Tang Jingming was already ecstatic.
What does this mean?
