Zhang Feng's mind was still a blank.
Ma Xiaotong, sitting next to him, suddenly moved.
Without a word, she directly sat on Zhang Feng's lap!
"Hiss—"
Zhang Feng suddenly took a sharp breath.
It should be noted that Ma Xiaotong was wearing a high-slit cheongsam.
So this action...
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"
Zhang Feng didn't know how many times he said wait.
With both hands protecting himself and awkwardly gritting his teeth towards Ma Xiaotong, he said:
"No... calm down, calm down!"
"We still need to think about this carefully..."
"After all, you've waited for twenty years, right? If you've managed twenty, you can wait a bit more, can't you?"
"I'll find someone for you, I promise to find someone handsome and capable..."
Who knew, Ma Xiaotong didn't even let Zhang Feng finish before speaking up:
"Do you think there's anyone in this world more handsome than you?"
Zhang Feng was stunned: "Well, there really isn't..."
