"Hiyah!"
Lin Xi sprang up from the sofa, raised a pillow high over her head, and brought it down on Chen De.
"Sister Su, take this!"
Chen De's eyelid twitched.
"No, thanks."
He stepped aside. The pillow grazed his shoulder and slammed into the sofa armrest.
After the muffled thud, Lin Xi pitched headfirst into the sofa, carried forward by her own momentum.
She struggled among the cushions and raised her head.
"Why did you dodge?"
"You shouted a warning. Was I supposed to stand still?"
Chen De bent down, picked up a cushion, and weighed it in his hand.
"Who taught you to announce your move before attacking?"
"It builds momentum."
Lin Xi rolled over and sat up, hugging the pillow to her chest again.
"Sister Su, do you know what that move was called?"
"Don't want to."
"Mount Tai Crushi—"
A cushion flew straight at her and smacked her in the face.
The rest of Lin Xi's sentence went nowhere. Her head tipped sideways, and she sank back into the sofa.
Qubi crouched on the TV cabinet, his tail swaying lazily.
"Next time, I suggest you land the hit before naming the move."
Lin Xi sat up, covering her face. The cushion had left her hair a little disheveled.
"Sister Su, you cheated!"
"Which rule says I can't strike first?"
"Basic pillow fight etiquette!"
"Pillow fights have etiquette?"
Chen De tucked the cushion under his arm.
"It's not as if there's an official rulebook."
Lin Xi had no answer. Her gaze swept around the living room.
Three cushions remained on the sofa, while two large pillows Qin Luoyu had just brought out of the guest room sat beside the coffee table.
Her eyes lit up.
Plenty of ammo.
Lin Xi tucked a pillow under each arm, then grabbed