This Sunday is Yan Han's birthday, and the next week is Lin Shuang's birthday.
As kids, the two of them typically celebrated together, and for several years Su Wan, not wanting to be left out, would join in—despite her birthday still being far away in winter.
"So are you two celebrating together again this year?"
As she spoke, Su Wan raised her hands above her head and stretched a big lazy stretch, while Lin Shuang and Yan Han were behind her managing her hair.
Yan Han also puffed out her chest, starting another round of comparing sizes between the "plastic sisters."
God knows how many times a day they do this…
"Sister Wan, no matter how much you pose, I'm still bigger, huh?"
"Why don't you compare with the bad maid! Ouch— You pulled my hair!"
"It was Brother Shuang who pulled it!"
Lin Shuang, who was named, silently withdrew his gaze from his sister-in-law: When this sister-in-law sits down, her bosoms can rest on the table.
...So, what are Wanwan and Xiao Han comparing!
