Feng Jun finally knew why people said it was easiest to appease little girls—it really was like that.
When Zhang Caixin found out that she could "accompany him the longest," her face remained cold, but her mood improved quite a bit.
The allure of young girls in love was incomparable, especially with a stunningly beautiful queen-like older sister in tow. The staff at the management center felt that the weather that morning was a bit sultry—hey, they couldn't help but get nosebleeds.
No sooner had Feng Jun shaken off Zhang Caixin than Sister Hong silently moved closer, whispering sneakily, "I always said... Caixin is the most suitable for you."
"You," Feng Jun glanced at her dissatisfiedly, "can't we just happily practice yoga anymore?"
