Long San took a deep breath and said, "Qiangzi, when you have a son in the future, can you call me godfather?"
Li Xiaoqiang frowned and said, "Is that what you're talking about?"
"Yep!" Long San nodded. "I want to get a taste of being a dad."
"Sure," Li Xiaoqiang said. "But you'd better start saving money, because if that little runt asks you for pocket money and you can't cough up, I guess you'll be a pretty pathetic godfather."
"Heh heh, that's for sure," Long San laughed.
Just at that moment, the waitress walked up to Li Xiaoqiang and said sweetly, "Sir, the three ladies have already chosen their clothes."
"Mhm!" Li Xiaoqiang nodded.
Li Xiaoqiang stood up, walked into the boutique, paid for the three, and instantly they were hanging onto his arms.
