Mingshu touched her chin, lost in thought, when someone sneaked up behind her and smacked her shoulder hard.
"Hey, what are you thinking about so seriously? I even deliberately made my footsteps louder, but you didn't hear?"
Wang Yuan's head popped out from behind her, with a mischievous look on her face, her eyes rolling around as if pondering something.
Behind her, Wen Zhiyi looked on helplessly at her.
These two were as close as could be, always together at all times.
Only then did Mingshu snap out of her thoughts, glancing at her with a light smile, her long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly as she drew out her tone, uttering the sensational statement, "I was thinking... about how to chase a man?"
Wang Yuan's hand slipped off her shoulder, and she staggered forward, almost falling headlong if not for Mingshu's quick reflexes to catch her.
