Seeing Chi zeyao's eyes darken, Feng jimian felt her face turn red.
Although they had not seen each other for 17 years, they had been married for so many years. How could she not know what Chi zeyao was thinking?
She pushed him and couldn't help but curse, " "Hooligan."
"Yes." Chi zeyao gladly accepted the word and said, " "Hooligan loves you."
"Only a hooligan would have such shallow love," Feng jimian said sarcastically.
That's right, in Feng jimian's mind, Chi zeyao was a hooligan.
Chi zeyao helped her put on her clothes as he said, " day after day, month after month, year after year, year after year, it doesn't matter if my love for you is thin, but I hope to love you for a long time.
Feng jimian had been living in cyber nation for a long time, and it took her a long time to react to this man's rambling, her face turning red instantly.
What was that saying again?
Hooligans weren't scary, but they were cultured.