"A thirty-year-old man is like a blooming flower, so I still have two years before I bloom! No rush, maybe by then, I can be an old ox eating tender grass and marry an eighteen-year-old girl!" Jin Mobei's gray eyes looked at her smiling face.
"Men, no matter what age, really do like eighteen-year-old girls!" Tang Suiyu clicked her tongue twice and suddenly turned to look at Ye Gushen. "Hubby, if I turn nineteen, will you stop liking me?"
What kind of logic is that?
Ye Gushen's expression was serious, "No, I will like you even when you're ninety-nine. Eat your food in peace, don't overthink!"
Tang Suiyu looked smug, "See, this is what a good man is like!"
"Let's discuss this again when you turn ninety-nine."
"Brother Bei, when I'm ninety-nine, you'll be over a hundred years old, do you plan to live that long?" Tang Suiyu imagined Jin Mobei at over a hundred years old, probably toothless and with white hair...
Hmm, better not imagine that!
A bit terrifying!
