Wanqing poked his waist and he almost jumped - that was his sensitive spot!
"Can you help me with this?" Wanqing turned towards him, asking him to help zip up her dress.
Mu Tianying zipped it up for her and noticed she was sniggering. He pinched her waist suddenly, "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing…" Wanqing denied, but she couldn't help but glance at the wardrobe. He must have been looking for a present just now, haha, that was too cute!
Mu Tianying tickled her in annoyance: "Dare to laugh at me? Where's my gift? Huh?"
"Don't touch!" Wanqing screamed, "Hahaha... ouch! Tianying~ Ouch, hahaha... I'm sorry, stop it, my stomach hurts..."
Mu Tianying ceased tickling her, and held her in his arms: "So, there really isn't a present?"
"There is." Wanqing responded coyly, turning around to put arms around his neck and standing on her tiptoes to give him a peck on his face. As he prepared to deepen the kiss, she released him and quietly gazed at him: "Close your eyes."
