"You have indeed studied psychology." Ye Ling responded. Shen Qianshu could not tell whether Ye Ling was happy or angry from his voice.
Shen Qianshu smiled. "Master, I am someone who learned art. Why did I suddenly have an impulse to study psychology? Do you know how difficult it is to study this course? Do you know how hard I worked to complete the course successfully?"
Ye Ling was startled. "Then why did you study it?"
"Because of your illness!"
"… " Ye Ling was stunned.
His face blackened, and he used his palm to turn her face to one side. He did not want to see her smiling face.
He had to admit that his mood became stable after this conversation.
Shen Qianshu said, "It is freezing cold outside. Master, you are usually kind and do not kill. Let's wait until the weather becomes warm before we send the little kitten off, alright? I also can't find anyone to adopt it at the moment."
