"To measure... surely we must measure the length when it's erect."
"Now... it's all soft, what should we do?"
Song Huanyan looked at Yun Jianchen with a puzzled face.
Yun Jianchen also looked at Song Huanyan.
"...How should we measure?" Song Huanyan asked.
"Of course you have to make it hard first," Yun Jianchen said.
Song Huanyan: "..."
She certainly knew that it had to be erect to measure.
But the question was... how to make it so?
"Use your hand," Yun Jianchen told Song Huanyan.
Song Huanyan's face turned red, she glared at Yun Jianchen, bit her teeth, and then reluctantly reached out her hand...
Fortunately...
Yun Jianchen was a man with poor self-control.
A couple of casual strokes from Song Huanyan, and the little brother sprang to attention.
Song Huanyan, holding a ruler, began to measure...
But then, a new problem arose.
