Hearing Ye Ning's blatant seduction, Wang Hao's heart skipped a beat.
"Girl, if I dare to take you, your mother would kill me!"
Ye Ning pouted, feigning annoyance, "Wang Hao bro, why have you become such a scaredy-cat? Who was it that kept taking off my clothes ten years ago and showed me those 'shameful' movies?"
Wang Hao curled his lips, saying, "Oh, please, you even say that—in the middle of summer, wearing such thick clothes, and the laces around your waist, I couldn't untie them no matter what!"
Ye Ning rolled her eyes, retorted, "Hmph, you're just clumsy, blaming it on me? It was a slipknot, and you pulled it into a dead knot, it would be strange if you could untie it!"
Having said that, she twirled the silk ribbon around her waist with her slender fingers, asking with a blushing face, "Now, can you untie it?"
Wang Hao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, saying, "Girl, you've learned to be naughty!"
