Silently mourning for Jiang Xiaomeng for a second, Chen Jing finally agreed to Zheng Huixin's request.

Black high boots clicked on the concrete floor. Zheng Huixin walked while exchanging the education methods she had prepared with Chen Jing.

If Chen Jing were really an eighteen-year-old young man, he would really not know what to say when faced with such topics.

However, he is a second-generation person, and his mental age is much older than he appears. He can answer questions naturally and with ease, and occasionally makes some good suggestions.

Zheng Huixin was not surprised at all.

Although she was somehow obsessed with a man who was more than ten years younger than her, it was the other man's maturity beyond his age that made her inadvertently ignore his age when interacting with him. Many times, it was the other man who made the decision.

idea.

Just when the two were talking, Jiang Xiaomeng of Qin Qing's family kept sneezing, and suddenly heard a crackling sound coming from the east.

Zheng Huixin wondered: "There are still a few days until the Spring Festival, why are the firecrackers set off so soon?"

A text message came from Chen Jing's mobile phone. He opened it and said with a serious expression:

"That's not a firecracker."
Chapter completed!