"What are you laughing at? Fantasizing about some lover, huh? Don't tell me you have a boyfriend now?" Wan Ning perked up his gossip-attuned ears and leaned in to whisper.
Chen Lingya's smile faded from the corners of her mouth, her expression instantly turning cold. "I don't need a boyfriend."
"How about a girlfriend then?"
"I don't need one of those either! Please keep your distance, classmate Wan Ning." Chen Lingya pushed away Wan Ning's wandering hand.
The white jade snail in Chen Lingya's arms seemed to sense its owner's mood, ceased nibbling on the leaves, turned its head, and opened its mouth nearly 180 degrees wide, bristling with sharp teeth, as it "threatened" Wan Ning.
"Tch, little lap dog." Wan Ning pointed his finger towards the white jade snail.
The snail lunged forward, attempting to bite.
"Hey, I retracted it."
"Then I thrust it forward again."
"And I've pulled it back."
"Go on, bite me, dummy."
