Meimei blinked her eyes, pouted her small mouth, moved closer, and gave Diwu Zexuan another heavy kiss on the other untouched cheek.
Her beautiful big eyes stared fixedly at Diwu Zexuan.
"That's still not enough." Diwu Zexuan gently scraped her little nose with his hand and shook his head.
Seeing Meimei looking at him with grievance, his big hand pinched her little face, placed her on the sofa, opened the medicine box, and took out a recording pen.
He placed the recording pen in Meimei's hand.
"What is this?" Meimei's white tender hands played with the recording pen curiously.
"Inside are the names, effects, and usages of ten herbs. If you want a present, you have to promise Uncle that by the next time we meet, you'll have memorized everything in this recording pen."
Diwu Zexuan's enchanting eyes flashed as he opened the recording pen, patiently teaching Meimei how to listen to its contents and replay it.
"Can you do it?"
"I can!"
