Zhu Ping looked bewildered: "Why would I go to Luan Feng's house?"
How did this stupid head grow?
"Aren't you going to send Jiang Xue home?"
"Wouldn't it be good for her to go back with your aunt?"
Wan Feng looked at Zhu Ping with displeasure.
Zhu Ping thought about it and reluctantly got off the kang.
"I just don't understand why Jiang Xue fell in love with you in the first place?" As soon as he walked out of Liang Wan's house, Wan Feng started to criticize Zhu Ping.
"Hey, I'm tall and handsome."
"Bullshit! Why don't I think you're pretty at all?"
"What's the point of you thinking it's good-looking? It's enough for her to think I'm good-looking." Zhu Ping was very proud.
Wan Feng shook his head: "Uncle, your emotional intelligence is too low. No wonder her father looks down on you."
"What's the point if her father doesn't like it? We already have rice..." Zhu Ping seemed to realize something was wrong and stopped talking abruptly.
This is not authentic, and it is too unethical to be only half-complete.
"It's not human to say half the words. Get out of here."
"This is not something a child like you should know."
"Tsk, isn't it already a done deal? Don't think I don't understand. Does this mean you and my aunt have already done that?"
Wan Feng finally remembered why his uncle got married in such a hurry in the winter of 1980. It turned out that this was the reason.
"It seems I won't be able to sleep on the same kang with you this winter."
"Why?"
"Are you getting married?"
"I'm getting married? I don't have that idea at all. Isn't this year too early to get married?"
It’s still early. It will be too late when Jiang Xue’s belly gets bloated.
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