Nijie touched her chin, stood up and looked at Ye Yanning carefully. She never let go of it from head to foot.

"Ningyi, stand up and I'll see..."

"Stand up?" Ye Yanning knew that Nijie was making her own ideas, but she stood up very cooperatively. "Nijie, what's wrong?" Looking at Nijie's action of looking up and down, left and right, Ye Yanning also felt curious, "Nijie?"

"In." When she came back to herself, she answered, "I'm just looking at your figure."

"Shape?"

"Hmm!" Nijie nodded her head, then raised her thumb, without stingy praise, "prefect!"

"Nijie... If you have anything to say, just say it! Looking at me like...