"Is there any use for me?"Song Mian looked deeply at Yun Xiangxiang, a smile appearing in his eyes.
"Thank you, Boyfriend. You are my king. How can I use you so easily unless it's a critical moment?"Yun Xiangxiang blinked her eyes playfully. She rejected him and comforted him at the same time.
Song Mian laughed softly.
While song Mian was laughing, Yun Xiangxiang took out her phone and called Old Master Qin.
"It's early in the morning. Aren't you afraid that the old man won't wake up? are young people always like this?"Old Master Qin had just finished playing five birds when he received a call from Yun Xiangxiang.
"My boyfriend said that according to scientific evidence, an old man like you will generally feel short."Yun Xiangxiang looked at Song Mian, who was sitting opposite her, and tried to shift the blame.
Song Mian:"..."
Old Master Qin:"..."
