Liu Duo had not realized it, but their conversations had begun to consist of more harmonious intimacy and less frequently resembled two bombs colliding and causing fireworks.
There was still no response, so Ye Liu knocked again.
After Ye Mo had had some time to recover, Liu Duo was about to get the door. He stopped her, "Put on your clothes first."
Liu Duo obeyed this time, and went to open the door once she was decent.
The door creaked open and the three brothers immediately entered. They saw Ye Mo sitting by the table amassed with rice paper and writing brushes, a posture that suggested he was in the process of writing.
"Oh, they're really writing!" Ye Liu walked over mischievously and placed a hand on Ye Mo's shoulder while looking at all the paper scattered across the board.
Still feeling a bit painful down there, Ye Mo coolly nodded, "Of course."
