"You favor that kid way too much, you don't even see how pretentious he is. I am not saying that its a bad thing but....." Mingzhe sat down and his feet found room on her table.
"Ever since you became a soldier your feet found a love for tables." Mei Mei stared at the feet with contempt as if they had offended her somehow.
He tapped his feet together, unbothered. "It is called a power position. It can disarm your enemies or intimidate them. Stop changing the subject, we are talking about your little boyfriend."
Mei Mei narrowed her eyes, "He is not 'little.' He is just younger than me,"
"By five years." He held a hand out. "Five, Mei Mei. That is practically a generation."
