Zi Azha frowned slightly. "Fifth Miss, what do you mean, Latin? Pulling balls?"
Jian Chuyun also pinched her fingers together. "Fifth Sister, explain a little more clearly. Your sister doesn't know much medical terminology."
Black Tortoise System: [A correction: that wasn't medical terminology!] Dantai Mo: [Only you know everything! Shut up!] Black Tortoise System: [Fine, just keep spoiling her!] Dantai Mo: [...]
Jian Ruonan thought for a moment, her large eyes rolling, then explained, "Just take it easy during your morning exercises. Don't use too much force. Like today, when the young lord was pounding that tree outside my courtyard. Don't hit it so hard."
You chose to pound the tree yourself, then blamed me when you got hurt and made me examine you.
Did a door squash your brain flat?!
Zi Azha: "..."
Was I pounding a tree? I was creating a shower of flower petals!
No wonder Fifth Miss didn't react when I struck poses and recited poetry earlier.
Looks like Fifth Miss isn't very bright and can't understand hints. I'll have to spell it out in the future.
Jian Chuyun asked, "What kind of morning exercise is Latin?"
Teng curled his lip. What are you pretending for, Second Sister? Didn't you get a perfectly clear look when the young lord was doing Latin?
Jian Ruonan took out her paper and brush again. "Second Sister, I'll draw you another picture."
With Teng winking and making faces to remind her, Jian Chuyun suddenly realized what Latin meant. Her face instantly flushed crimson. "Fifth Sister, don't draw it!"
It was already too late to refuse. Although Jian Ruonan put away her paper and brush, the Light Screen above her head lit up again-
There was the familiar horizontal bar, the familiar tenacious rope, and the familiar seafood doing