"When did you marry your sister-in-law?" Su Rui stared at Su's infinite figure for a while, then happily chased up and asked.

I don't know why, after a meal of steamed buns, Su Rui was not as "disgusted" with Su as before.

"There's nothing wrong with what you marry." Su infinite did not have the good spirit to return a sentence, at this time he obviously did not know Su Rui's psychological activity.

But by his temperament, even if he knows it, he doesn't care at all.

"Hey hey, I think you're a concubine. When are you going to die?" Su Rui provoked: "Speaking of age is not small, people...