“Being mocked by you puts me in a bad mood,” Li Erben kept a straight face, extending his large hand, “Five times.”
Mao An’an stretched out her fragrant, soft hand, “Once.”
“Three times.”
“Once.”
“Once.”
“Deal.”
…Are they bargaining like they’re at the market? Indeed, Earthlings are more adept at haggling. No matter how Li Erben tried to increase the amount of ‘bedtime exercise’, he always ended up defeated by Mao An’an, sometimes even tricked.
“Did you hear from Ivan that you killed my bird today?”
“I was worried you’d forget to feed it.”
“Li Erben, I’m not that forgetful. I had already fed it, and you went and overfed it, giving it food weighing twice its body weight!”
“Sorry, I’ll get you a prettier one tomorrow.”
“No, compensate me now.”
Li Erben gritted his teeth, got up from Mao An’an, shook off his bathrobe, and prepared to go out to confront Ivan. Finding that bird at this hour, when everyone was asleep, would be a challenge.
“Here’s the deal,” Mao An’an propped her head up on the bed, “You can compensate me with yours, and I won’t mind.”
Li Erben: …Is this an invitation?!!
Thus, the queen, mourning her lost bird, subjected the prince’s exclusive bird to a merciless ‘torture’, leaving the prince breathless and unable to stop. The prince, known for his military prowess and as a fearless warrior even against hordes of zombies, finally fell to the might of a frail Earth woman’s nightgown, unable to be pulled back up.
