Le Yaoyao picked up a wet tissue, pretending to be calm as she wiped, and said, "What's so interesting about my hand?"
Keke, having already removed her makeup, grabbed Le Yaoyao's 'guilty little hand' trying to destroy evidence.
Taking the wet tissue from Le Yaoyao's hand, Keke looked at the ink-stained tissue and asked, "Yaoyao, what's this on your wet tissue?"
Le Yaoyao's eyes dodged as she hurriedly said, "Maybe, maybe the tissue isn't very good quality? Yes! It must be a quality issue, I'll call to complain right away."
"Yaoyao!"
Seeing the look in Keke's eyes, Le Yaoyao regretted it deeply. Originally, she just wanted her to read more books and develop a love for learning like herself, but she forgot that her long-time best friend sometimes knows her even better.
"Wh-What's wrong?" Le Yaoyao asked nervously.
"I just wanted to remind you, you left your phone on the table!" Keke looked at her with a mischievous grin, "Why do I feel like you're a bit guilty?"
