"Serve you right!" Yao Ling said without looking back at Yao Ying. She was too lazy to do that because she was still angry at him for bothering her. She didn't really want to kick him out of the bed, but oopsie... it was an accident because she put too much strength on her kick. However, she didn't really feel that guilty.
He was a strong man, so he should be fine --- it was just a mere kick from a weak woman who had no martial art skills whatsoever, so how bad could it be?
"You... You... How could you do this to me?" Yao Ying asked her in annoyance and Yao Ling thought he was too exaggerating. His voice sounded like he was being choked and holding back a crazy pain.
"What? It's just a mere kick! I don't believe that it could hurt you for real!" Yao Ling answered back. Knowing that he wouldn't stop talking, Yao Ling turned around to look at Yao Ying --- she wanted to prove that he was only faking it.