"Oh my god!"
Yang Tian looked at Ling Ying, seeing her laugh like a child, his mood brightened as well. He hugged Ling Ying, "Yingying, aren't you being too mischievous?"
"Not mischievous at all, who's to blame for treating me like that?"
Ling Ying giggled.
"Alright, next time I aim at your face, I'll give you a heads up first."
Yang Tian joked.
"That's more like it!"
Ling Ying giggled again.
"Dear little Ying, is it okay if I aim at your face now?"
Yang Tian suddenly grinned mischievously.
"Ah, here we go again?"
Ling Ying just managed to say before Yang Tian pounced on her, and she exclaimed in surprise...
......
It was unknown how much time passed before Yang Tian and Ling Ying walked out hand in hand from the room.
They immediately saw Wu Yue sitting on the sofa absorbed in a magazine.
However, Yang Tian couldn't help but feel that Wu Yue seemed a bit distracted at that moment.
