Yang Fei was mortified, she rubbed the corner of her clothes with her hands, her face blushingly gorgeous: "Even though you say so, we're not children anymore, wearing such revealing clothes in front of Yang Gang, I can't help but feel embarrassed."
Yang Ya looked at Yang Fei's current attire, and twitched her mouth corner: "Feifei, you, as you are now, isn't that even more inappropriate?"
"Huh?" Yang Fei looked at herself.
She was wearing a waist-length t-shirt; wearing one was even more suggestive than a bikini.
"Ah! No wonder Yang Gang's gaze became more fervent after I put on my t-shirt!"
Yang Fei was devastated.
She had originally intended to cover up, but it had the opposite effect.
She once again took off her t-shirt: "Sis, if I take off my t-shirt, there won't be any suggestive vibes, right?"
Yang Ya looked at Yang Fei's attractive figure, slightly pondered, and said: "Um, Feifei, why don't you put on a pair of pants, or a skirt?"