The atmosphere was diverted. The five of them stared at each other, and an inexplicable awkwardness spread between them. It was not good for Luo Feng to propose under such circumstances, so the reserved fireworks ribbons were all put aside.
Father and Mother Luo didn't know what to do, so they simply pulled Ai Zhaojiang to sit down.
Ai Tingya curled up into a ball stiffly. She wanted to die when she thought about how her elders had heard her alluring conversation just now. Moreover, when she thought about how the older generation was more traditional, would Mother Luo think that she was an indecent girl?
She regretted it so much that her intestines turned green. The perfect image that she had painstakingly built in the past had collapsed overnight…
Luo Feng sat beside Ai Tingya. Seeing that she was about to crawl under the table, he hurriedly gave Mother Luo a look.