Chen Siyan was hugging Yang Chen's strong waist, feeling particularly safe.
Chen Siyan looked up with a silly smile and said, "Bro, the muscles on your waist feel really nice, hehe!"
"Silly girl!" Yang Chen flicked Chen Siyan on the head.
Chen Siyan rubbed her head and said, "That's why you should find a boyfriend with muscles. Feels good to touch! Otherwise, if they're too soft, there's no feeling!"
"You lovesick fool!" Yang Chen's eyes sharpened with coldness in his voice.
"Nyaa!" Chen Siyan stuck out her tongue, looking over towards Wei Xueqing.
Chen Siyan put away her playful expression, thought for a moment, and said to Yang Chen, "Bro... Sister Xueqing..."
"What's up?" Yang Chen looked at Chen Siyan.
"Nothing... it's nothing." Chen Siyan shook her head, looking dazed.
Yang Chen frowned, feeling that Chen Siyan definitely had something on her mind.
