Which bedroom, mine or yours
Now, the same person who had no idea about dating was saying he could be even more considerate. How ridiculous, Han Zhan thought. He watched as Han Xin lingered, clipping Xiang Yu's seat belt with a tenderness that was almost blinding. How could this man be his stern, cold-hearted cousin? It was unbelievable.
Han Zhan noticed Little Bai's ears turning red, a clear sign of his bashfulness after witnessing Xiang Yu and Han Xin's affectionate exchange. With a smirk, Han Zhan reached over and pressed down the stubborn piece of Little Bai's hair that refused to stay down. "You two are traumatising Little Bai and me. Please, spare us single dogs," he teased.
Xiang Yu smiled, while Han Xin started the car, saying, "If you don't like it, close your eyes."
Han Zhan began to wail dramatically, "Han Xin doesn't like me anymore!" The two cousins engaged in playful banter the entire way, their laughter filling the car.