"...Under 30, right?" Zhang Ziwen replied, he was also very curious about Tang Ying's age.
"Hee...I knew you wouldn't guess right, she is...nevermind, a woman's age is a secret, I decide not to tell you." He Li suddenly thought of something and quickly changed her words.
Damn, isn't this just leaving me hanging? Zhang Ziwen felt a pang of irritation. Who the hell came up with this annoying rule that a woman's age is a secret? He mentally cursed whoever had set this inhumane rule.
Back home, Tang Shu hadn't returned. It looked like she would be staying in school tonight. His home was warmer. Zhang Ziwen threw himself onto the bed. It was soft and comfortable; he didn't want to move, willing to stay in He Li's small living room forever. Lying on the bed, he felt a bit drowsy, he was very tired...
With a loud smack, his butt stung. He didn't need to guess who it was, he knew well that He Li liked to act first and talk later.
