"In that era, that hairstyle was more popular for children." Leng Yejin was secretly upset. He whispered a warning into her ear.'She must be tired of living. How dare she mock my hairstyle?'
However, Tong Lu laughed happily. In her mind, Leng Yejin was always a high and mighty man who was so perfect that there was not a single flaw in him. He was an awe-inspiring man. It turned out that he had also cut his head into a watermelon when he was young. His image was completely ruined.
Yin Zhan took a shower, put on some home clothes, and went downstairs. When he saw that Tong Lu's side was empty, he strolled over leisurely and wanted to sit beside her.
Leng Yejin narrowed his eyes. He turned around helplessly and took the initiative to give his seat to his future brother-in-law.
Tong Lu relaxed the grip around her waist. She tilted her head and looked at Yin Zhan, who had a strong presence beside her. Her eyes darted around, and she felt a little regretful. &Nbsp;
