"Cui Lao, you're too kind." Zheng Ren quickly said.
Even though he was sitting on a chair, Zheng Ren still bent over.
"This body of mine, it's about to die." Cui Lao said indifferently with his eyes closed.
"Don't mind me, I already said it's just a cold. " Su Yun said.
"Little su, you have to respect the objective facts. Saying good things won't change anything." Cui Lao said calmly.
“……”
Su Yun's mouth twitched, but she remained silent.
"What do you want to say?" Even though cui Lao's eyes were closed, his senses were still sharp. He knew that Su Yun had something to say.
"Is that true? if you think about it, I feel that I'm old." Su Yun said.
"What's wrong?"
"When I first wore ripped jeans, it was a trend all over the streets. If I didn't wear ripped jeans, I would be embarrassed to greet people." Su Yun said.
Cui Lao narrowed his eyes and looked at him curiously.
