"Don't tell me you've fallen out of love?" Feng Jing didn't know what to say in response to Feng Ya.
"I don't even have a girlfriend. How can I fall out of love?" Feng Jing sighed helplessly and wanted to walk past Feng Ya to the second floor so that he could rest.
"But you're exactly the same as when I fell out of love." Feng Ya pressed Feng Jing onto the sofa again and asked curiously, "Tell me the truth. Did you quarrel with Xiaotao?"
"No, stop imagining things." Feng Jing looked at the serious Feng Ya and asked slowly, "Auntie, you don't have that much experience in love either, and you don't even believe in marriage. So don't you worry about my relationship issues."
