"Oh... in that case, never mind. I can never find anything in a room after you've cleaned," Chen Yiran laughed, making a face of distaste at her.
"No, speak up! Stirring someone's curiosity and refusing to open up is the most annoying thing in the world!" Tianxin wrapped Chen Yiran's arm, shamelessly shaking him back and forth.
"..." Tang Xiaoxiao watched their comedic exchange, a smile frozen on her face. She felt utterly invisible.
So she coughed lightly and smiled sweetly at Chen Yiran, "Yes, Mr. Chen, do tell us. You've piqued my curiosity too. Tell us what Chinese character caught your eye. If I can guess it, I'll bring you breakfast free for a week."
Tianxin paused, turning to glance at Tang Xiaoxiao.
The other, however, simply returned an innocent smile, as if she'd only made an ordinary jesting remark.
"..." Chen Yiran glanced at the two women in front of him, hesitated, then laughed lightly, saying, "Like a character made up of four 'fire' radicals?"