Wang Zeyu thought about it, too. In addition to the little woman in his arms, he really did not dare to call him by name. Generally, everyone called him Wang Shao, Wang Zong, familiar people called him Zeyu. Even before, some women called him Zeyu, but no one dared to call him by name in his face.

"Okay, honey, wise, I've been hinting at you for a long time, but I'm rather dumb and I don't understand it all the time." Wang Zeyu likes to look at Wang Qi's shy or hair-fried appearance. Every time he sees Wang Qi and his face-to-face hair-fried appearance, or shy cute appearance, he is...