"Little Chuan Chuan, go back to your room and change your clothes! Aren't you embarrassed?" Tang Suiyu pointed up and down at his outfit, "Go back and change your clothes!"
"No rush, take your time, I'm so sleepy..." Tang Yanchuan dropped the yogurt in his hand on the floor, leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, looking like he was about to fall asleep.
"This child..." Tang Suiyu was speechless.
"It's fine! He's still young!" Tang Tang said with a doting face.
"He's 21, already old enough to get married in our country!"
"Get married, expecting him to get married? Might as well hope he can get together with medicine in the future!" Aunt came down, glanced at Tang Yanchuan on the sofa, wondering how she gave birth to such a dull child.
At 21 years old, he hasn't even held a girl's hand, so hopeless, truly hopeless!
