"My sister went and asked my mom. When she heard, she was stunned. She called us both into her room and chewed us out. Then she hired a specialist to explain it to us, and that's when we learned it was just a genetic trait. I'm like this, my sister is like this, and our mom is the same way. It's not a disease at all."
Hehehe—
Chen Yuan pictured the two little girls thinking they had a terminal illness and hugging each other while crying. He couldn't hold it in anymore. He buried his head in the pillow and laughed, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
'The sisters' childhood really was interesting. Jiangg Yao's jokester personality clearly started at a young age.'
His laughter earned him a smack.
Jiangg Yao slapped Chen Yuan's shoulder, her lips pouting. Her annoyance was tinged with bashfulness.
"You're still laughing!"
"I..." Chen Yuan tried hard to hold it in. "I didn't mean to. It's just that the image in my head was too funny... I'll stop laughing."
