"Do they hurt?" Lin Dalong jokingly said, leaving behind his brother who had just slapped himself on both sides really hard.
Sighing while shaking his head, Lin Yin complained, "Why don't you slap yourself to see if it hurts or not?"
"I'm not someone who loves being tortured like you," Lin Dalong stated. "However, if it was her who slapped me, I wouldn't mind being slapped again."
Seeing the dreamy look on the face of his brother, Lin Yin felt like slapping Lin Dalong for the first time ever. Even though he would like to see more emotions on his face, he would rather it be more suitable expressions like a simple simple.
'Those dreamy eyes just do not work on someone with a serious face like brother,' Lin Yin thought.
"I know what you are thinking," Lin Dalong told him with a smile.