"Come on, Shuirun, I know you can't eat grapes and say sour grapes. You're a little girl. Where do you know the happiness of being a woman? Hum, you're just weak and explosive. Do you know how comfortable I am now?" Very proud and arrogant, the sparrow enjoys the room, has been despising the moist son.

"Do you think I'm just so casual with you? You little scratch. Goods, if you let your father know, you must die of shame!" Shui Run'er's complaint.

"Go, don't mention my father. You're all sleeping with men. If your mother knows, she'll be fine?" The sparrow's disdainful white eyes.

Finally, Chen Jiu lay down...