Speaking of the word'straight,' the scene Huang Yao had seen when she squatted down earlier seemed to flash before her eyes again.
Even through the fabric, she could see that it was indeed quite straight.
This'straight' wasn't just an adjective; it was two distinct qualities: firm... and straight.
Thinking of this, Huang Yao's face turned slightly red again.
"No way, you can't tell her anyway. Yinyin will definitely be unhappy if she finds out. Everything was fine, but if it turns into this, there might be a rift between us in the future."
Jiang Cheng raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness: "I promised Yinyin that I would be honest with her. If I hide this, isn't that just deceiving her?"
Huang Yao took a frantic half-step forward, her voice both urgent and soft: "How can this be considered deception? This is called a white lie! It's so that the three of us don't feel awkward!"
Jiang Cheng stared at the reddened tips of her ears and suddenly curled his lips in a tease: "Oh, I didn't realize you were so good at finding excuses for 'concealment.' I couldn't tell, but are you actually a 'scumbag girl'?"
Huang Yao was unconvinced by the "scumbag girl" label.
She stomped her foot in rebuttal, "I've never even been in a relationship, how could I be a scumbag girl?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she remembered how Jiang Cheng had seen her completely naked just moments ago.
Her cheeks instantly grew hotter, and her heart was filled with both anger and helplessness.
She hadn't even been in a relationship, yet her best friend's boyfriend had already seen her entire body.
She glared at Jiang Cheng and retorted: "How am I a scumbag girl? I've never been in a relationship! If you ask me, you're the one who looks like a scumbag!"
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows at this and pointed at himself with a speechless expression: "You can't just say things like that. I'm a well-known, great man, okay?"
Hearing him emphasize being a "great man," Huang Yao's head heated up, and a joke she usually made with her sisters blurted out without thinking.
"Where exactly is it great?"
Jiang Cheng hadn't expected Huang Yao to be so bold.
He spread his hands: "What do you think??"
The moment the words left her mouth, she realized the ambiguity, and her cheeks flushed deep red.
She waved her hands frantically: "No, no! I didn't mean that! I wasn't saying..."
The more she explained, the more confused she became, her voice even starting to tremble. She wished she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into—she clearly wanted to mock him, so how did she accidentally make an off-color remark?
Looking at her, Jiang Cheng's eyes held a hint of playfulness. He looked her up and down and said slowly, "You don't look like someone who's never been in a relationship; you're quite smooth with your words."
"I... I'm just used to joking around with my friends!" Huang Yao's guilty conscience was pricked, her cheeks turning even redder with anger and anxiety.
The energy she usually had when messing around with classmates surfaced, and she rushed over with her fists clenched.
She lightly punched Jiang Cheng's arm twice, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Jiang Cheng really didn't expect her to dare to mess around with him like this.
The people around him were usually polite, restrained, or sensible and gentle; very few dared to play around with him so bluntly.
Instead of being even slightly angry, Jiang Cheng found it a bit funny.
He took a half-step back and pulled out his phone.
Immediately after, he made a gesture as if he were going to call Qiao Yinyin.
He deliberately spoke in a serious tone: "No, I've thought about it. If I keep this from Yinyin, it just doesn't feel right. It's better to tell her."
Seeing that he was serious, Huang Yao panicked instantly. Forgetting her anger, she immediately chased after him and reached out to grab the phone: "Don't call! You can't tell her!"
The two of them, one dodging and one grabbing, made quite a commotion in the living room.
Jiang Cheng retreated to the side of the sofa and simply sat down. Huang Yao couldn't stop in time and lunged directly onto him, subconsciously straddling his lap. Her hands firmly held down the hand he used to hold the phone: "You're not allowed to call! I said you can't tell Yinyin!"
Looking up at her, Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over their current posture, and he raised an eyebrow.
If he didn't have the Mind Perception Skill, Jiang Cheng would definitely have thought that Huang Yao was doing this on purpose.
Jiang Cheng might not have been able to resist making a move at this moment.
Unfortunately, the Girl didn't have such thoughts in her heart.
It was clear that this Huang Yao seemed to be missing a few screws.
Did she not know the power of her own chest??
One could only say it was lucky she met Jiang Cheng.
If it were any other man who didn't know her true intentions, they might have been unable to restrain themselves. If she then said she was unwilling after the fact, wouldn't that be a total trap?
Moreover, Qiao Yinyin could return at any moment.
Despite her size, Jiang Cheng naturally wouldn't have any designs on her at this time.
His tone carried a bit of helplessness: "Get off first. Can you pay attention to your image? Is it appropriate for a young lady to sit on a man's lap like this?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Yao subconsciously retorted: "Do I even have an image left in front of you?"
He had already seen what he saw earlier, and Jiang Cheng hadn't had any particular reaction.
So in Huang Yao's view, this current situation was even less of a big deal.
Thinking this, she became even more relaxed, her hands still pressing down on his phone.
She tilted her chin up slightly: "I don't care. I'm going to sit right here and watch you. If you dare to call Yinyin, I'll... I'll never hear the end of it with you!"
Jiang Cheng looked at her stubborn face and felt the soft sensation on his lap.
Her body twisted slightly, and through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel that soft fullness.
No matter how much he restrained himself, his mind inevitably began to wander. He felt itchy and restless; he wanted to eat but couldn't, wanted to touch but wasn't allowed. It was simply a form of torture.
"Big sister, you're being unreasonable. Get up first, let's talk properly."
"I won't!" Huang Yao didn't give an inch; instead, she sat even more firmly.
Seeing that he was about to lose control and 'unleash his power'.
Jiang Cheng could only temporarily compromise.
After all, she was truly too 'fierce'.