Watching Jiang Lin resting his head on Elder Sister Rong Luo's thigh and listening to her shameless words, Mo Ye felt for the first time that Rong Luo was truly thick-skinned!
He had clearly been resting his head on my thigh just moments ago. How did it suddenly become resting on yours?
How could anyone be so shameless?
But Mo Ye was too embarrassed to say, "How could you possibly tell Jiang Lin that he was resting on my leg just now...?"
How could she say that...
Yet, watching Jiang Lin lie peacefully on Rong Luo's shapely thighs, seemingly still enjoying himself, Mo Ye grew angrier the more she thought about it.
"Hey! How much longer are you going to lie there? Get up!" Mo Ye stood to one side and huffed angrily, kicking her little feet against her calves.
"Little Lin, it's time for us to get up. If Little Lin likes it, you can let Jiang Lin rest his head on your lap and sleep again after we leave the Abyss of the South Sea."
Rong Luo smiled as she gently stroked Jiang Lin's cheek. She secretly glanced at him from the corner of her eye, a hint of smugness gleaming in her eyes.
"No, no... Let's forget it for now, forget it for now..."
Jiang Lin, having fully regained consciousness, sat up from Rong Luo's thighs. However, his gaze first lingered on Rong Luo's legs, then shifted to Mo Ye's legs, and after that, he found himself unable to look away.
"If you keep staring, I'll gouge your eyes out!" Mo Ye said coldly, though a tiny hint of smugness filled her heart.
Jiang Lin hurriedly looked away.
Actually, Jiang Lin's gaze just now had been perfectly innocent. He had merely felt that while unconscious, he seemed