He drew a boy and a girl on the back of her hand. The boy was holding the girl's hand and running under the sun. Nan Mo said, "Qiqi, don't draw it on the palm because it will easily fade away once you sweat. If you draw it on the back of your hand, it will last for several days."
She stubbornly replied, "No, I want to draw it on your palm. This way, Qiqi will always be the treasure in Nan Mo's palm. Even if it gets rubbed off, whenever you look at your palm, you must remember Qiqi."
Nan Mo found it both amusing and exasperating, but he held her hand and said, "Okay, okay, then I'll also draw on Qiqi's palm. This way, whenever Qiqi looks at her palm, she must remember me too!"
No, the palm will fade away in a few days. You better draw it on the back of your hand!
Qiqi, you're so naughty~
Hehe, yes, I am naughty. What are you going to do about it?
Nan Mo smiled and patted her head.
Xia Xiaonuan thought of this and couldn't help but laugh.
