Some things are better left unsaid, or conveyed through implication, but you can't just blatantly say them.
Jia Xuan was already embarrassed, and with Linhao and Jiayun teasing her like this, she couldn't take it. She masked her embarrassment with an angry expression, glaring at Linhao and Jiayun, and shouted, "Do you want a fight?"
Linhao and Jiayun, such a mischievous pair, truly siblings in perfect harmony, showed identical puzzled expressions.
Linhao said, "Big sister, where is the anger coming from?"
Jiayun added, "True, we're young, we don't understand. Why are you angry, and what does wanting a fight have to do with you sleeping in Gong Lingtuo's room?"
"You two little brats!"
Jia Xuan, furious, grabbed a small steamed bun and threw it at Zhan Linhao, but he had good reflexes and easily caught the bun, even taking a bite, "Thanks, big sis."
