"Wish me what??" Ojhaka blurted out instinctively, immediately cursing herself for having a loose tongue, wondering why she was falling into the other's rhythm.
Ariana was especially petite, barely 150 cm, 145 was more like it. And unlike Leah, who had curves both front and back, creating a visual impact, she didn't have that.
Right now, she clung tightly to Luis's arm, like a little child hanging off him. Yet, she still rested her head on Luis's arm with a look of bliss, gazing affectionately as she said:
"I wish that you can find a husband as wonderful as Brother Luis."
"You…" Ojhaka was so angry her face turned green. She had truly taken the bait.
Ariana's face was the picture of pure innocence and cuteness. She wore an extremely shy expression, snuggling intimately against Luis, and said, "I'm being sincere. I just think it's such a pity that someone as beautiful as you, sister, has to accompany these old pigs."
