"Could it be that their thirty-two's son is in a Coffin?"?
Gu Chen laughed softly. He took the umbrella and escorted his mother to the car. Most of the rain fell on him.
"Then, does mom want me to find someone to report to, or does she want me to meet someone I really like?"
Chu Luoyi got into the car and looked at her son who had closed the car door for her and covered the car window with an umbrella. "Son, what kind of person do you like?"
"For example, someone who will take the initiative to confess to me."Thinking of what happened in the afternoon, the corners of Gu Chen's mouth unconsciously curled up. "Okay, go back quickly. I've put the umbrella in the back for you. Don't forget to take it when you get out of the car."
