Song Guanchao's heart pounded wildly, and he nodded instinctively, "I want to!"
"Then take your time thinking about it."
Lin Wanqiu smiled playfully, teasing deliberately, making Song Guanchao grit his teeth.
Seeing his expression, Lin Wanqiu felt even more triumphant.
She lifted her chin, "Help me get my clothes. Do you see that dark blue dress on the left?"
"Nope." Song Guanchao, sulking, plopped himself on the bed and said, "Get it yourself."
If you won't let me see, does that mean I can't see it?
Unless you're not wearing clothes, you'll have to get out of bed if you are.
As long as you get out of bed, I'll be able to see.
"You..." Lin Wanqiu found it funny yet annoying, "Cheapskate."
She let out a light hum, hesitated for two seconds, and tugged at the blanket, slowly lifting it off.
A pair of flawless white legs emerged from the quilt.
With a tall figure, she stood up from the bed.
