Lim Xian only raised one eyebrow at Li Meilin as the latter continues to make him stand up from the barstool he is currently sitting on.
"Come on now, up you go," Li Meilin said for what felt like the hundredth time already. Lim Xian just won't budge from his seat and he was too big for her little strength to carry.
Lim Xian refused to stand up. Not because he was afraid of frying, (Nah, that is probably one of the reasons after all) but because he just want to annoy Li Meilin the way she is annoying him almost every day.
"You are the inevitable, most feared Black Prince on the campus but now you are afraid of the oil? Give me a break," Li Meilin gave up making him stand up from his barstool and instead fished the phone out of her pocket and did a quick snap of Lim Xian's face right before his very eyes with the shutter sound and the flash to annoy him.
Raising yet another eyebrow at her, Lim Xian asked, "What do you think you're doing?"
