Fury arose in his heart, and malice surged to the edge of his courage. Gongsun Ce was so angry that smoke seemed to come out of his seven orifices. He ran to the bed, grabbed the quilt, and flung it aside, "Still pretending?!"
With a whoosh, the quilt was flung off, revealing someone sitting on the bed, chuckling halfway through, just as their eyes met with Gongsun Ce's.
"Get lost, you pervert!" Shiyu Ling kicked at him. The Superpower User hastily dodged, "You think you have the right now, huh? Let me remind you, it's not very decent fighting close-quarters wearing so little—and hey, no scratching! Are you some kind of wild animal? I'm going to fight back now!!!"
Five minutes later.
The water had boiled. Gongsun Ce prepared both tea and coffee with gentlemanly grace for someone to choose.
Shiyu Ling chose hot water.