97 The Poacher

"Tingting, why don't you look? He is so good-looking!"

Zhou Hua pointed to the small boat not far away from them and tugged at Tingting's hand.

"I'm not interested in boys! They're too immature," said Tingting as she shook her head.

"Fine!"

Zhou Hua withdrew her fingers.

She thought that such a beautiful landscape and a handsome guy would surely make Tingting happy.

But it turned out that Tingting wasn't interested in him at all. So what kind of man would Tinging prefer?

Was it possible that she preferred elders like the master?

It seemed that Tingting liked to act like a spoiled child in the master's arms.

Too immature?

What did that mean?

Thinking of this, Zhou Hua suddenly had an idea.

"Tingting, look, there's an old man over there. He's very good looking!"

"A Hua, what are you doing?"

Chu Qing glared at Zhou Hua and said.

Zhou Hua shrank away and stuck out her tongue.