Xiu Ya decided that, for the sake of these delicious cookies, she would temporarily hold off on drawing her sword.
Even though, even if she did draw her sword, she wouldn't be able to beat them anyway.
However, after eating two cookies, that stingy Jiu Anruan actually refused to let her have any more!
Xiu Ya, "I might as well draw my sword."
Fo Linlin, with her arms crossed, watched the drama unfold from the sidelines.
Xiu Ya turned to glance at her, tilting her chin toward her waist.
Her eyes signaled, 'Hug me, what are you waiting for?'
Fo Linlin looked up at the sky, down at the ground, anywhere but at her.
Just as Xiu Ya was worrying about how to put her sword back, the bell for class rang.
She snatched up a pen from Ruanruan's desk, slammed it down firmly, and maintained her pride.
"You're lucky, the bell just happened to ring, and I, being magnanimous, will let it slide for now."
Before leaving, she irritably patted Fo Linlin's arm.