"Cough, cough."
Qu Youlian squeezed her cleavage forcefully and coughed lightly twice to draw Yi Lin's attention.
Of course, it was already pretty exaggerated even when she wasn't doing it. With this squeeze, even Chen Xiaoxiao couldn't bear to look, clenching her fist tightly, wishing she could pinch the cartoon characters on Qu Youlian's shirt back to their original shapes just like popping a balloon.
Hands off! The shirt's cartoon baby is innocent!
As the saying goes, peers are rivals, especially among women, who can't stand to see others outshine them.
If you're big, I'd love to burst you. If you're beautiful, I'd love to scratch your face.
"Little brother, you seem like the kind who excels in puzzle-solving, don't you? How about our two teams form a temporary alliance? Little sister can give you a chance—just make sure to seize it well."
Qu Youlian, with her experience, used a soft and playful tone, putting special emphasis on the word "seize."
