He opened one eye slowly, a little glow fading from his pupils. "Not yet. Why? Do you need something?"
Su Jiyai almost blurted out, Yes, I need you, but she stopped herself in time. Instead, she crossed her arms and said, "I was just… bored. You are sitting there like a statue. It makes me itchy."
Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Itchy? What does that even mean?"
She pouted. "It means… I cannot sit still when you are like that. You look… too calm. Too handsome. It is annoying."
Qin Feng chuckled lightly. "So you are annoyed because I am handsome?"
Her face turned red. "Don't twist my words! I am saying you make me distracted."
He tilted his head. "Distracted in what way?"
Su Jiyai grabbed the pillow and hugged it tight, hiding half her face. "You know… in that way."
Qin Feng leaned back slightly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "What way exactly?"
She threw the pillow at him, her face burning. "Stop teasing me!"
