Pinned in his arms, she couldn't escape no matter how she struggled. After a few futile attempts, Jiang Yao gave up. She lifted her small, water-beaded face to glare resentfully at Chen Yuan, then, after a long moment, awkwardly turned away.
"Not going to tell me, are you?" Chen Yuan whispered in her ear.
Jiang Yao turned her fair-skinned neck back toward him and snorted. The meaning was clear. 'If I don't want to talk, what are you going to do? Pry my mouth open?'
'Besides, as for why I didn't tell him I was coming to Tokyo, doesn't he know the reason himself? He really has to ask? He doesn't understand girls at all.'
However, just as she held her breath, ready to give him the silent treatment...
Chen Yuan's hand slid to her waist and began to attack her ticklish spots. Caught completely off guard, she yelped. She couldn't dodge, pinned as she was. As tight ripples spread across the water's surface, Jiang Yao couldn't hold back her laughter.
"HAHAHAHA... Stop it!"
