"Chengcheng, don't talk nonsense!" Su Yanyu scolded, both embarrassed and annoyed.
"I'm only concerned for your safety..."
Feng Chengcheng shrunk her neck, her lips pouting in a look of grievance.
Su Yanyu rolled her eyes helplessly, completely at a loss with her sister. Sometimes Su Yanyu really wanted to look inside Feng Chengcheng's head, curious about the jumble of thoughts she had every day.
Then, Su Yanyu extended her delicate hand to Lin Fan. The soft and smooth feeling was irresistible.
Looking into Su Yanyu's indifferent but beautiful eyes, Lin Fan had no intention of taking advantage. He checked Su Yanyu thoroughly and found nothing unusual with her body, then Su Yanyu went upstairs with Feng Chengcheng.
Feng Chengcheng said "Good night" and was about to enter her room when Su Yanyu suddenly said, "Chengcheng, wait a moment."
"What's up, Yanyu?" Feng Chengcheng asked in confusion.
