But this woman was hell-bent on not emerging from under the covers. As time went by, he recalled what the old traditional Chinese physician had said – that she had to take good care of her body and so on.
Would she deprive herself of oxygen by burrowing under the blanket?
Si Zhengting anxiously reached for her armpit and started tickling her there.
He remembered that that was the area where she felt most ticklish.
Indeed, as he tickled her, the woman under the blanket immediately jumped up like a carp and squirmed away from him. She pressed her arms firmly to her sides, and, giggling, she looked at him. "Ah! Heehee… you, what are you doing?"
As she was buried beneath the blanket for too long a period of time, her cheeks were flushed red, but her eyes were really bright. Si Zhengting also could not help but swallow as he looked at her glistening skin. His gaze darkened.
