"Talking nonsense, it's clearly 34D…"
As soon as Su Yumo finished speaking, she suddenly realized something and sure enough, there was Ye Xuan, looking at her with a smile on his face.
Annoyed, she pinched his waist and glared at him fiercely, "Ye Xuan, you're going to die! How dare you tease me?"
Under the pain, Ye Xuan exaggeratedly yelled,
"I didn't hear clearly, what was it again? Was it 34A, or 34B?"
He had the look of a pig not scared of boiling water and said cheerily, "Seeing how big your chest is, it must be at least 34E, right? Why don't you take off your clothes, and I'll measure them by hand to make an accurate judgment?"
"Pervert, you scoundrel! Go to hell!"
Su Yumo gritted her teeth, waving her tiny fists threateningly.
