"Dead old man, am I so heavy? Don't you like the way I press on you?" Cheng Yalan, the culprit, blamed Lei Qinglong instead.

"Yes! It's all like this and it's still flirting and flirting there..."

Ye Cheng, who dares to take care of his grief and urge his father-in-law to die, can only pray in his heart that he will seek more happiness. Fortunately, this is a wooden door and wooden floor. There should be nothing wrong. Even if something happens, as long as he can't die, he can manage if he loose his bones and scattered his shelf. Moreover, he can also flirt with his wife and reckon...