"I'm done, I'm done, I can't run anymore, Xiao Yeyang, can we call a truce, please?"
After chasing Xiao Yeyang for a while and then playing around with everyone, Daohua was a bit out of steam. Dodging Xiao Yeyang's advances, she begged for mercy repeatedly.
Xiao Yeyang refused, "You want to talk peace now? What took you so long?"
Running and panting, Daohua retorted, "You started it, okay? I was just fighting back legitimately."
Xiao Yeyang wiped his face, and seeing rouge on his hand, he complained frustratedly, "Fine, fight back, but why did you have to smear rouge on my face?"
Rouge is something for girls, isn't it?
It's quite embarrassing for a man to have rouge smeared on his face!
Daohua yelled, "...Because the only thing I had in my hand was rouge."