" what about yu tingchuan? " shen che asked. " does he have such a deep-rooted bad habit? "
seeing that he had changed the topic to yu tingchuan, song qincheng closed the book in her hands and turned to shen che, who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole. " "we're talking about you, don't drag in irrelevant people."
"i haven't even said anything and you're already starting to protect me."
shen che gave song qincheng a sidelong glance. " the same thing happened when we bought a study table. a married daughter is like water that has been poured out. it's true that a child can't control his father when he's older. "
" i've said it before, " song qincheng said. " you can make fun of anyone but him. "
shen che was suddenly confused,'i say, who is seducing who?' now, i see that he's fine, but you're being led by the nose by him."
"the charm of an old man really can't be underestimated," he sighed to himself.
