At times when he had the urge to smoke, he would take a look at Xiaojiao. She was so young, and he couldn't bear to make her breath second-hand smoke.
So, he suppressed his urges.
His phone vibrated with Yan Rusheng's reply. 'Are you sure your brain is working fine? Why are you spewing nonsense in the morning?'
The corners of Ming Ansheng's mouth twitched. He typed, 'Imagine if you had a quarrel with Wen Xuxu and she is ignoring you right now. Then you get an opportunity to sleep together with her. What would you do?'
Yan Rusheng replied, 'Ha. Do you think I would be so stupid to teach you how to lure my sister to your bed?'
It rendered Ming Ansheng speechless…
F*ck. He asked the wrong person.
