Hua Cheng: *minds his own business, sketching Xie Lian's portrait*
He Xuan, pokerfaced: *breaks into the room, bends over Hua Cheng, grabs his bag, takes cash out of his wallet, turns around on his heels and leaves in dead silence*
He Xuan: *breaks into the room again, bends over Hua Cheng, grabs his bag, takes cash out of his wallet-*
Hua Cheng, pushing the wallet into his hands: just take it all already and get lost, for fuck's sake, you're ruining my creative mood.
He Xuan: *breaks into the room again and falls onto the couch, throwing the wallet to Hua Cheng*
Hua Cheng: so I guess you are done?
He Xuan, taking the wallet back: you know. No. I'll go grab a dessert.
Hua Cheng: so you are finally done now?
He Xuan, full and comfy on a couch: uh...
Hua Cheng: A'Xuan, you're a scholar, you know how to use words. What do you need?
He Xuan, staring at Hua Cheng unblinkingly: I'm sure you have some guesses.
Hua Cheng: nah-huh, I'm not letting you eat me just because you already made all the nearby restaurants run out of food by noon.
He Xuan, who tried to flirt: I'm gonna hit you with something, I swear to your god-