"Shut up, Xia Ming," Su Yanruo rebuked. Rolling her fierce eyes, she said, "I didn't feel any of those things."
"Really?" Xia Ming asked.
Su Yanruo nodded approvingly.
"You are lying," Xia Ming laughed knowingly. "You must've felt something," she said firmly.
"Why would I lie? I felt no tingling, no current, no sensations, no butterflies, no monkeys, no donkeys, nothing," she stated. "Instead, I was angry and irritated. I wanted to kill that man, but he fled away and he also took away my favorite rose dagger with him. Stupid Moron!" she cursed, instantly remembering that foolish grin on that man's face when he jumped away from that window.
"Ah…. that means he has your rose dagger, your favorite weapon, your dear baby. That makes a great first love token by the way," Xia Ming teased.
SMACK!
"Stop speaking like him. What love token? I did not give him anything. He stole it from me." she reasonably argued, smacking Xia Ming's arm.
