The lively atmosphere became serious and formal.
Li Ying stood still.
"What about Liu Huaifeng? Have a cup of tea with him and talk about Sun Tzu's art of war? Is it interesting to give me a dirty word when you see the sky?"
Disdainful, contemptuous, arrogant, your son speaks a casual Beijing accent and is talking and laughing with his friends.
I heard Xu Jingxi's words coming from the door. His voice was too familiar. Li Ying paused to dig for ice cream, and her fingertips shook and held the spoon.
I looked up in a trance.
Xu Jingxi, who copied the bag with one hand, looked at it casually and looked at it silently.
Know that she and Xu Jing