"Alright, alright... it tickles, stop scratching."
Lin Ying twisted her body, laughing uncontrollably, taking a step back to dodge.
Chen Lusi stood still, withdrawing his hand: "Not chubby."
"...Is this how you measure someone's waist? Can you be a bit more serious?"
Lin Ying's delicate face blushed slightly, playfully chiding, "Stop scratching me."
Chen Lusi pondered and suggested, "I think it would be more reliable to use a measuring tape."
"I know, but we don't have one at home."
Lin Ying stepped forward, standing gracefully in front of Chen Lusi again: "Go on, just don't scratch me."
"..."
Chen Lusi had no choice but to help her measure again.
Seeing Lin Ying's determined attitude, this time he refrained from teasing her and measured seriously.
Her waist was slender, and the sheer fabric of her white nightgown clung to it, almost transmitting her body heat.
"Not chubby."
Chen Lusi raised his head, affirming: "If anything, it's a bit too thin."
"..."
