"Not Good For Me"

"Eh, you can't use the 'flirting paper' anymore, quack? Isn't that also indirect, quack?" Yaya tilted his head in confusion at Lai Jiayi's order. 

Jia can just write something cheesy on the paper and stick it on the glass wall, as usual. 

"Look here you brat. You know why I get the title 'A Walking Surprise Box', right?" Lai Jiayi flicked Yaya's forehead, and without waiting for his response, she continued. 

"I get that title because I am too creative. I give him surprises, and that's the start of my doom." The girl took a deep breath. 

"And so!" Lai Jiayi opened her eyes and clenched her fists. She brought her fists to the air. 

"I will stop writing on the glass wall or the paper. Let's just flirt in a conversation."

"...do you have a thick face to do that though, quack?" Yaya squinted his eyes in suspicion. His sealed persona was eager to come out and bash Lai Jiayi.