Ambiguous positions and ambiguous traces; it was a no-brainer to guess what happened last night.
Su Yao's mind buzzed, and, not giving up, she leaned over to rummage through Su Wanxin's collar, and then screamed furiously.
"Ah!!!!!!"
Su Wanxin was jolted awake by her scream, covering her chest with both hands to prevent her clothes from being pulled and watching her stamp her feet in anger, which suddenly made her want to laugh.
Su Wanxin tried hard to hold back, but the laughter in her eyes and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth were still caught by Su Yao.
"You're still laughing?!" Su Yao's heart shattered. "You little brat, you really are..."
Driven to madness!!!
"Tell me, did Fu Shihan force you?" Su Yao asked in despair, rolling up her sleeves, ready to run next door to chop someone up the moment Su Wanxin nodded.
Su Wanxin pursed her lips and then slowly shook her head with a particularly slow motion.
