"I agree with that," Yan Ci said, half-raising a hand. "I've wanted to say this for ages. Yan Xianjue spoils the people under him way too much."
Yan Xianjue waved a hand and slapped his arm with a smack, knocking his raised hand back down. "I do not."
Yan Ci rolled his eyes. He did not indulge him at all, immediately starting to count off examples on his fingers.
Was Yan Xianjue the type to take a loss? No, he was not. If he were, Yan Ci would not call him little bastard every other sentence. Yan Xianjue raised a hand and covered Yan Ci's mouth, then righteously issued a command. "Enough. Shut up."
Yan Ci shook his head hard twice, trying to fling his hand off.
Yan Wan, who had just pushed open the door and walked in, happened to see the scene. "Are you two at it again?"
Hearing her voice, Yan Xianjue turned to greet her. "Good evening, Big Sis!"
The hand covering Yan Ci's mouth did not loosen in the slightest.
Yan Wan pointed at the red-faced Yan Ci beside him with a complicated expression. "How about you let go first?"
Yan Ci looked like he was about to suffocate!
Only then did Yan Xianjue realize that he had accidentally covered Yan Ci's nose along with his mouth.
Yan Xianjue: "..."
"Second Brother, I didn't do it on purpose!" Yan Xianjue withdrew his hand sheepishly, trying to defend himself.
After catching his breath, Yan Ci said speechlessly, "Yan Xianjue, are you trying to eat at a funeral tonight or what?"
Yan Xianjue said, "I already said I didn't do it on purpose!"
"Big Sis, look at him!" Yan Ci immediately turned to complain.
As for Yan Yi'an? Hilarious. He was completely useless to rely on.
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