"If this were ancient times, you'd be tossed into a brothel and become the star attraction just by smiling like that."
Li Jian thought he described it aptly but feared his brother's lack of imagination, so he added for familial sake, "The ones throwing money down are all male patrons."
"Scoundrel!"
Yaen Chi grabbed the pillow resting under his chest and threw it at Li Jian, "Nothing good comes out of a dog's mouth!"
His expression was truly fierce, but his strength was soft and limp. Li Jian had to move in a bit to catch the pillow, and he put it back onto the bed.
"Look at you, even when you're throwing things, it's like you're being coy. If I were a male patron..."
"Get lost!" Yaen Chi couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued recovering, getting infuriated by Li Jian daily, he'd be disabled for life.
