“That was just you being nosy!” I raised my foot to kick him in a sensitive area. Ling Yan grimaced, covering ‘that spot’ and gritting his teeth: “Why are you so unreasonable? Hitting and kicking in all the wrong places! Are you even a woman?”
I put my hands on my hips and turned away, “None of your business.” Ling Yan took advantage of my weakness, twisting my ear. “Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”
“No matter what, I’m your cousin, so watch your tone! Brat,” he said, but I was powerless to resist. “I won’t! Ouch! You despicable person! Taking advantage of me, you fake gentleman!”
Just then, a voice came, “Yan, stop bullying Han’er.”
“Frost, you’re biased!” Ling Yan complained. “Last time this girl bullied me so badly, and you never spoke up for me!” Though he complained, his grip on my ear loosened.
I covered my ear and tilted my head, “Are you Ling Frost?”
Ling Frost nodded and removed his mask, revealing a gentle, kind-looking face. I gave him a thumbs up, “Frost! Your face is truly creative, born to be a bottom!”
The two looked confused, and Ling Yan asked, “What does ‘bottom’ mean?”
“If I say you’re stupid, you really are stupid! In homosexual relationships, the bottom is the one on the receiving end in bed!”
Ling Yan’s veins bulged as he came forward to knock my head, “Damn girl, stop thinking about such dirty things!”
I covered my head with a freshly made human flesh char siu bun and said, “Speaking of which, how did you two end up in a demonic cult?”
Ling Yan responded disdainfully, “What’s wrong with the demonic cult? Why do you all look down on it?”
“Oh, the demonic cult has a bad reputation! The salary isn’t high either!” I joked playfully. “You little girl, be serious,” Ling Yan added another human flesh char siu bun to my head. As I was about to yell about him, Ling Shuang walked over and gently rubbed the swollen spot on my forehead. “It must hurt. Sorry, Yan is naturally rough, don’t take it to heart.”
