The situation was ridiculous
"..." Liu Sumeng looked up and glared. There was a scrunched up piece of paper in his hand and the ink was laid so thick, a droplet dripped onto the floor.
"I just said I'd clean it up," Yuan Xuelan stomped on over and ripped the paper out of his hand. He was returning the glare tenfold but there was a flicker of logic still alive in the depths of his mind, reminding him of the absurdity of the current situation.
What was he even doing?
Liu Sumeng narrowed his eyes, holding his silence for a breath…two breaths… and then finally he sighed, lids falling closed. He slapped the crumpled paper into Yuan Xuelan's open palm and said, "Fine. But do it now."
Unpleasantness was abound in his body, stiff strides were taken to the bed. He sat down, heavy, crossing both arms and legs.
This…this entire situation was ridiculous.