8 Willow Branch Lane, Su Zelin, who had successfully pulled off his little trick, was laughing in the room like a sly little fox.
With two 100-watt light bulbs, there's no need to worry about getting too tangled up with the junior during the date, or fret over her bringing up any sensitive topics.
Speaking of which, chatting with Huang Panpan often requires a lot of maneuvering, and I've almost exhausted all current events news.
The agreed time was almost up, so Su Zelin walked out of the room: "Mom, I'm going out to play for a while!"
Zhao Lixia was watching a drama in the living room, with Su Jianjun accompanying her, and before the two elders could react, Su Zelin had darted down the stairs.
"Oh, Jianjun, the kid's growing up, we can't control him anymore, what should we do?"
Zhao Lixia said worriedly.
Su Jianjun had a stern face, thinking what can we do?
I'm also often fooled by him, but I still have to endure it.
