"Good!"
Jin Hengyuan smiled and nodded. She turned around and left.
Jiang Tao crossed his arms and looked at it. His face was filled with an expression as if he had discovered a new continent. He lowered his voice and asked,
"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? Fight back and hold hands? It seems like you haven't held hands with a woman for a long time…Are you joking or serious? Also, what's going on with you?"
He tugged at his shirt.
"I remember that you only wear custom-made clothes…This kind of material is so rough and the workmanship is so bad. How can you wear it?"
"Are you done picking?"
Jin Hengyuan's tone was cold.
