"Don't be so quick to deny it," Jiangg Yao coaxed. "My sister avoids talking about these things—she's so prim and proper, you know? But I'm not. It's okay, you can tell me."
The more Chen Yuan denied it, the more interested Jiangg Yao became.
She grabbed Chen Yuan to stop him from feeding the cats, determined to get to the bottom of it.
"That's not being prim and proper. Some things just can't be said casually, and besides, all this talk about fantasies is just nonsense."
"Ooh, so you won't even say a bad word about Ningning behind her back," Jiangg Yao said, her eyes narrowing.
The urge to tease him bubbled up. After a moment of silence, she suddenly stood up.
Chen Yuan was just wondering why the ever-chattering Yaoyao had fallen silent.
From behind him, she gave two soft coughs.
Then, a gentle, magnetic, and incredibly familiar voice spoke up.
"Chen, we need to have a proper discussion about this, don't we?"
