Every time they got to crucial questions, Yan Yan always intentionally shifted the topic, a matter that particularly frustrated Qi Yi.
Usually, Qi Yi would be patient and cooperative, waiting for Yan Yan to finish her suspenseful teasing.
But today, Qi Yi really did not want Yan Yan to diverge from the important topic they had begun discussing.
"Ah, my grandfather is getting old, and he's no fun at all," sighed Yan Yan, shaking her head.
"If I were old, I would sit down and listen to you talk about architectural stories. It's precisely because I'm young that all I want to do is kiss and hug," Qi Yi said honestly, his expression both handsome and cute.
"What do you want Bao Bao for? Bao Bao belongs to Shen Xi," Yan Yan expressed her dissatisfaction, and conveniently shifted the topic yet again.
"Can you stop letting your imagination run wild, Miss Yan!" Qi Yi protested earnestly.
