"Let's go, let's get to work, you lazy Qing Yi. You're always the least busy," Bai Yi complained, feeling quite aggrieved.
"Me, lazy? Which eye of yours saw me being idle? I manage all the big and small matters in Wu Garden; I help with the company affairs, too. I'm both a housekeeper and a special assistant. You really don't know the half of it, standing there talking without your back hurting."
"My back is actually hurting quite a bit. How about you come to my room tonight and give it a rub?" Bai Yi asked, coaxingly looping his arm through Qing Yi's.
Qing Yi saw right through his little scheme and withdrew his hand:
"Get real. Did you get scared by some horror novel again and now you're too afraid to sleep alone at night?"
"It's your fault for recommending them to me," Bai Yi said with a face full of resentment.
