Chen Song had a wry smile on his face. Indeed, he was not a stranger; he was her family, the person least likely to stand by her side. He took out a tissue and wiped her mouth. "You're always so impulsive. What will you do about marriage in the future? You don't even know how to take care of yourself."
"Well, then you should keep an eye on me and find someone as caring as you. Besides, I'm not in a rush to get married. What's so great about marriage? I'll live the way I live now in the future," Chen Ying said. Glancing at the face so close to her and couldn't help but compliment, "Big Brother, you're really handsome, and you're so gentle with a good personality. I wonder who will be lucky enough to be your wife; I envy her."
"If you envy it, then you..." Chen Song stopped mid-sentence.
Chen Ying took a sip of water and looked up, asking, "What's wrong?"