If Wan hadn't said that, Jiang Yao's curiosity wouldn't have been nearly so intense. Doing mischievous things behind her sister's back was her favorite pastime, and lately, her biggest worry was that she couldn't surpass her sister's place in Chen Yuan's heart.
'And now Wan is actually saying it's simple?'
She was eager to hear just how simple it could be.
"Come on, tell me," Jiang Yao said, cornering the petite Wan and blocking her escape. Her mischievous hands started roaming all over her.
There was no hiding, no escape. Before long, Wan's face was flushed red. Cornered, she frantically tried to shield herself. But if she protected her waist, her chest was tickled mercilessly. If she protected her chest, Yaoyao's hands would slip right under her arms.
Wan couldn't control her giggles, her shoulders shaking. A moment later, she couldn't hold out any longer and started begging for mercy. "Okay... okay, I'll talk!"
"So what is it?"
