song qincheng covered her face with her hands, rolled her eyes, and jokingly asked, " "is it that obvious?"
"don't you dare flirt with me." the old man laughed and scolded her. he reached out his hand and stroked song qincheng's hair, which was a little wet with sweat."i've been dreaming about you the past few nights."
song qincheng held the old man's hand and massaged it as she said, " " you're thinking too much. how old am i now? there are many unmarried people in their thirties in the big city. "
"i'm not asking you to get married immediately. find a boyfriend first." the old lady took a step back. " you'll be 23 years old after the new year. you're not young anymore. you have to focus on your studies and not delay your lifelong happiness. i'm not a stubborn old woman. i won't let you date after you graduate from college. by then, all the good boys would have been snatched away. "
" ... " song qincheng understood why the old man was so anxious.
