"Snap!"
Leng Qingdie once again swung the whip in her hand.
The whip twirled a flower in the air.
Leng Qingdie's expression was particularly stern as she stood with her left hand on her hip and her right hand holding the whip, looking at Lin Fei with a smile that was not quite a smile.
Lin Fei was utterly confused by this expression of Leng Qingdie's.
"Qingdie, what... what are you really up to here? Why would you suddenly grab a whip?"
Lin Fei asked Leng Qingdie with great surprise.
"Fei, my good little brother, sister just said, let's play something thrilling..."
Leng Qingdie grinned.
"Play something thrilling? But does that really require a whip?"
Lin Fei was still utterly baffled.
"Fei, how thrilling would it be if your sister here whipped you with this whip?"
Leng Qingdie flicked the whip again.
"Ah..."
Lin Fei couldn't help but exclaim, then asked Leng Qingdie, "No, Qingdie, is this what you meant by playing something thrilling and fun, whipping me with a whip?"
