Chen Lusi looked at Lin Ying.
Lin Ying stepped in her sandals to the bedside, then lifted her fair arm and pinched Chen Lusi's cheek, playfully saying, "So you couldn't handle Lin Wan, and instead she got the better of you, right?"
Chen Lusi: "..."
He felt a bit embarrassed.
Lin Ying saw Chen Lusi not speaking and tugged at his cheek forcefully: "I knew it, you're such an easy dummy... Dummy!"
"...Mm."
Chen Lusi nodded slightly.
"Dummy!"
Lin Ying took off her sandals, her round and slender legs coming together, knelt on the bed, and scolded him again.
Having just taken a shower, her skin had a faint red hue, with a healthy pink glow beneath its fairness, like flawless jade.
"Dummy!"
Lin Ying moved her delicate, fair legs forward again, and for the third time, called him a dummy.
Chen Lusi finally reacted, gently wrapping his arm around her slender waist, pulling her into a tight embrace, and inhaling the delightful scent that calmed him down.
