She rolled her eyes, moved one of the pillows with her mind and hit him on the head with it.
"Stop calling me that."
He obviously saw the pillow coming but he didn't move. She didn't intend to cause him cause him physical pain anyway.
He didn't want to stop teasing her so he went on.
"Should I make it glowing one?"
She gasped, and held out her arms to confirm if she was glowing or not. If she was, she did not know how she was going to explain it to him in the first place.
There was no glow, her body was normal as usual. She put her arms down and glared down for scaring her the way he had done.
"I should pluck the hair on your head like the feathers of a chicken I intend to stew." She told him.
"As if you could bear to do that to me. Who will love you more than me in this world?" He asked her.
She didn't know if he was setting himself a trap but she was so ready to answer that question.
