Seeing her pleading desperately, Chen Ziyang's heart softened a bit.
He hesitated for a moment and then sighed.
"Jealousy."
"What?"
Ling Yan didn't understand.
Chen Ziyang explained, "It means making him jealous! You should never underestimate the power of jealousy! I can only say that once your senior brother feels jealous, he might just wake up!"
"Then... how do we make him jealous?"
Ling Yan still didn't quite understand.
Chen Ziyang thought for a moment, then suddenly wrapped his arm around her waist and kissed her soft lips.
Ling Yan's eyes widened, looking at Chen Ziyang in disbelief.
Right afterward, she pushed him away.
"What, what are you doing?!"
"This will make him jealous."
Chen Ziyang wasn't embarrassed; instead, he shrugged his shoulders, "It's too troublesome to explain, this is more straightforward."
Ling Yan could still taste Chen Ziyang on her lips.
And, she could feel her heart racing.
She turned her gaze to Duan Fei, who was in a coma.
