the plastic sisters

mu weiwei choked on her own saliva again. she coughed for a long time before she could make a sound.

"what ... what are you saying? sang xiaoning, are you still my best friend? which side are you sitting on? why ... why do i have to pounce on him?"

sang ning glared at mu weiwei. she wished that she could pry open her brain and take a look.

"do you even need to ask? how could you not know how popular Lance is? what are you thinking about? you're such an excellent boyfriend, why don't you get him?"

sang ning was just short of writing "you useless thing, you're making me so angry" on her face.

mu weiwei pursed her lips and mumbled softly, " sang xiaoning, do you only think that Lance is popular? don't you see that your sister also has many suitors? besides, you ... don't you think that he's much older than me? he's too old, and there's a generation gap between us?"

sang ning's eyes widened, and she reached out to touch her forehead. " do you have a fever? "