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"You smart little girl, how dare you trick me!" As he spoke, Wang Hao began to tickle Ye Ning's sole.
Ye Ning was extremely ticklish and burst into giggles, raising her hands in surrender, "Giggle, giggle… so ticklish, so ticklish, stop tickling, I give up, I won't dare again…"
After a bout of laughter, Wang Hao and Ye Ning both lapsed into silence.
How familiar was this scene?
The whooshing wind seemed to tell stories of the past, each detail enchanting!
After a moment of silence, with dimples lightly spinning, Ye Ning asked, "Brother Wang Hao, have you read Ming Xiaoxi's novel, 'There'll Be An Angel to Love You for Me'?"
Wang Hao shook his head and said, "Haven't read it. What's a big guy like me doing with a romance novel?"
