Chen Yang sat on the bed, watching Yang Caiyun's back as she dressed up and reflected on what had just happened, feeling a surge of secret delight in his heart.
"Sis, you're really getting more and more beautiful, utterly enchanting," Chen Yang said with a smile as he praised her.
Yang Caiyun's cheeks flushed red, and through the mirror, she shot Chen Yang a look, "Pretty at this time? Are you thinking of going for another round?"
Pfft.
Chen Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud at her words.
He also stood up from the bed and moved behind Yang Caiyun, wrapping his arms around her neck.
As their eyes met in the mirror, he said, "Sis, I don't have that much energy! What do you take me for! I genuinely mean it when I say you look pretty, I just think you look beautiful."
Chen Yang spoke these words very earnestly.
Yang Caiyun also smiled sincerely.
"Alright, alright, I believe you. You go sit down for a while. I need to tidy up and then get busy downstairs."