It's been a few months since I last saw Ning Ge. Now seeing him again, this guy has grown a few strands of beard on his chin. Cheng Su couldn't help but laugh, what's with the attempt to look profound?
"If you don't have a razor, I can give you one," Cheng Su said with a smile.
Ning Ge stroked his chin and said, "What do you know? This is called sexy and stylish, with a weathered yet stable aura. The young girls love it."
"In my opinion, it's not stylish at all, just pretending to be melancholic to trick the young girls," Cheng Su retorted bluntly.
"A good man doesn't argue with women. You wouldn't understand the ways of the fashion world." Ning Ge wagged his finger, then picked up little Qi Xiaoqi in his arms and teased, "My godson, don't you agree? Your mom is such a bumpkin."
Qi Xiaoqi kicked his little legs with all his strength, his chubby little hands reaching out to grab Ning Ge's beard and gave it a strong tug.
