195 The Key (2/2)
”T-that doesn't even hurt!” Li Wenmin argued, picking up the teacup beside him. Suddenly, he realized something.
”Uh, where did Xiao Yue go?”
Li Chenyang's brows drew together in confusion. What was this idiot talking about? He turned his head and sure enough, Li Xueyue was gone. What the? She was here just a second ago. Where did she go?
Li Wenmin placed the teacup back onto the table. He decided to be a civilized person today. ”Did she ditch us because we were too loud again?”
”Hah, she was probably just tired of hearing your obnoxious voice.” Li Chenyang chortled.
”I'm sure she was even more aggravated by your 'oh I'm so wise because I read a lot of books, so look at me!' behavior!” Li Wenmin bickered back, purposely lowering his voice to mimic his younger brother.
”I do not talk like that,” Li Chenyang growled, grabbing his brother by the collar.
”Oh, but you do!” Li Wenmin snickered, ”Sucks to be you, brother. You sound like a grandpa.”
”It's a lot better than talking and behaving like a five-year-old.”
Li Wenmin gasped. ”I do not behave like a five-year-old. Take that back!”
Li Chenyang snickered. ”Oh, but you do!” he said, purposely raising his voice to mimic his older brother.
Li Wenmin was yet again offended by his brother. ”You're disrespectful and—”
”I got it!” Li Xueyue shouted.
Finally, the twins' attention was on anyone but themselves. Standing by the door was a slightly out of breath Xueyue. She looked like she dashed back to this place.
”Where have you gone, Xiao Yue?” Li Wenmin asked.
”Yeah, where did you go, Yueyue?”
”Stop mimicking me!” Li Wenmin hollered, his face scrunched like an angry kid who didn't get his way.
”I'll stop when you start behaving your age.” Li Chenyang scoffed.
”So never,” Li Xueyue deadpanned.
”Xiao Yue, you're supposed to be on my side.” Li Wenmin pouted.
”In my defense,” Li Xueyue mused, ”I never said Yueyue was a great nickname.”
Li Chenyang's mouth dropped open. ”It is an amazing nickname and you love it. So take that back right now, Yueyue.”
Li Xueyue scrunched her nose. ”Both of you don't behave your age. The oldest behaves like the youngest and the youngest behaves like the oldest.” She huffed, stepping into the room.
”That's because Wenmin was probably dropped on the head as a baby.”
”I was not!”
Li Xueyue resisted rolling her eyes. She could not wait for the day these bickering brothers of hers would get along. Settling back onto the chair, she took a gulp of her tea to quench her thirst.
”So, YUEYUE,” Li Chenyang said while placing emphasis on the nickname, ”What happened? You abruptly left the room.”
”Yes, I went to fetch something.” Li Xueyue nodded, placing the object she retrieved from her room onto the table. It was neatly wrapped in her handkerchief.
”What is it, Xiao Yue?” Li Wenmin asked, analyzing the decently-sized item.
”This, dear brothers,” she pointed to the silk cloth, ”Is the key that will make Yu Zhen's men talk.”