The man paused, then added another sentence: "If I back out, I'm afraid my father-in-law will break my legs!"
Shen Cong...
With your stature, who in the world could break your legs.
Do you think I'm blind? Haven't I seen the way you demonstrated your sword skills in front of a crowd before?
However, these thoughts could not be voiced directly. All he could do was twitch the corners of his mouth, deeply feeling that these two were truly a match made in heaven, both so shamelessly thick-skinned.
Sigh!
The air was filled with a sour smell of love. On this New Year's Eve, during the family dinner, he felt overwhelming loneliness.
Hiding his inner desolation, he waved goodbye to Su Luo and Jiang Shu: "It's getting late, I should go back, you two should head back too. See you next year!"
Probably guessing his thoughts, Su Luo laughed and said, "Next year for New Year's, you won't be alone. If you hurry up, maybe you could even have a family of three. Keep at it!"
