All sorts of things were strewn about — it couldn't have been more conspicuous.
Di Mingzhe raised an eyebrow coolly, "Di Xiaxia."
Di Xiaxia, who was in the middle of a spirited dance, suddenly froze when she heard this voice. She slowly turned around, looking as if she'd seen a ghost.
In a rush, she sprung up onto the bed, "Ah, um, big brother, when did you come in?"
Darn, didn't he have to knock on her door?
"Hello, big brother." Di Jinxuan, lying leisurely on the bed, greeted Di Mingzhe. She also watched Di Xiaxia as she hastily cleaned up her clothes.
Di Mingzhe furrowed his brow, pointing at Di Xiaxia, "Come to my room, I have something to say to you."
"Oh." Di Xiaxia stuffed her clothes into the cabinet and nodded.
Once Di Mingzhe was gone, Di Xiaxia turned to Di Jinxuan, "What do you think big brother wants from me?"
"How should I know," Di Jinxuan pouted, "I'm not his belly's worm. Go on, don't distract me from my TV show."
Di Xiaxia: "…"
