""Just think of me as Dongxue! I'm your sister too, what's wrong with a sister using her brother's thigh as a pillow?" He Zhilan retorts, lying still.
"You're not Dongxue, and Dongxue wouldn't sleep leaning against my thigh!" He Teng replies.
"Right, I'm certainly not Dongxue. I am your other sister, the one who would sleep using your thigh as a pillow!" He Zhilan fires back, unapologetically.
He Teng is about to lose it, calming his voice, "Acting grumpy won't help! Get up!"
He knows too well that He Zhilan is just trying to trick him this way because acting coy has failed.
Seeing He Zhilan still motionless, He Teng adopts a stern tone, "I'm counting to three. If you still don't move, I'll leave you here and go back home!"
He Teng started the countdown after uttering the warning.
"Three! Two! One!"
In the past, He Zhilan would have obeyed before the countdown ended, but, this time, the countdown seemed to have no effect on her.
