"Ouch... it's so sore..." Xia Lu brushed her teeth while tilting her head, vigorously rubbing her neck with her hand. "This is just ridiculous..."
"Lulu, it's almost eight-thirty, hurry up and come out to eat," Xia Zhiqiu knocked on the bathroom door, urging.
"I know..." mumbled Xia Lu, as she forced her head down to rinse her mouth. Just this simple action nearly took her life at this moment.
It was all Zhou Mingchen's fault, she thought angrily, as she reached for the toner placed to the side. "Ouch..." She didn't know which muscle at the back of her neck she had pulled, but in an instant, she felt awful.
Xia Zhiqiu placed the fish porridge and side dishes in front of her, and seeing Xia Lu's stiff movements, couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Did you sleep poorly last night? You've even got dark circles under your eyes."
Xia Lu waved her hand, "Didn't sleep well... and I got a crick in my neck..."
