"Mu Yichen, I dare you to take a picture again!"
Yun Tianyou firmly covered his genitals with his hands. Out of shame and indignation, he glared at him.
His threat, alas, did not faze the other lad even a bit, and it, in fact, seemed to be ineffective.
He waved the phone in his hand and triumphantly declared, "I shall take whatever I want, and unlike you, I'll do it openly; what can you do to me? What?"
"…"
Seeing how he dared to flaunt in front of him, the younger boy's anger surged.
The older twin, who was unfazed by his anger, continued to infuriate him by bouncing about cheerfully.
"Ah, tiny 'you' is really small – really mini! Why is it so pocket size?"
Mu Yichen covered his chuckle with a hand.
Yun Tianyou snorted in indignation. A ghost of a smirk appeared on his face as he slowly questioned him back. "You say that mine is small, but I don't see how big yours is."
