To her astonishment, Ivy felt the strange itch attacking her body again, and she could not help giggling. "Darryl, I don't want to go on with that bet anymore. Stop it! Stop!"

Ivy had yet to figure out what was going on, but she knew that the strange feelings on her body must be related to Darryl.

At the same time, Ivy felt like letting go of the crystal ball in her hands, but it seemed to have taken root in her hands, and she could not throw it away.

For a moment, the ticklish feeling made Ivy tremble, her red lips slightly parted as she giggled. However, the expression on her face looked more bewildered than cheerful.

When he thought that Ivy might have had enough, Darryl breathed a long sigh and said with a smile, "What do you think? Are you convinced now?"

"Not convinced!"

Ivy could not stop trembling while she fought the hot and itchy sensation. Yet, she bit her lip tightly and resolutely spoke out her mind.

'Does he think he can convince me with such simple tricks?