He Chen was taken aback, watching Ye Manman run back into the yard, showing him her little red hands, and he quickly realized he had made a mess of his own face.
He instinctively wanted to wipe his face with his hand, only to find that his palms were also completely red.
Ye Manman's giggles were incredibly infectious. He Chen suddenly, and uncharacteristically, found the courage to chase after Ye Manman in the yard.
She fled, he pursued, she had nowhere to escape.
Finally, He Chen stretched out his long arm and pulled the laughing Ye Manman, who was nearly out of breath from laughing so hard, into his embrace.
He was unwilling to dirty her fair face with his hands, so he dipped his head and rubbed his forehead against hers, like a punishment.
"Caught you, being naughty, I've got you now."
The two were face to face, extremely close, and yet Ye Manman continued to laugh, her voice bright and lazy, soft as cotton clouds, making one's heart itch.
