Zhou Jiao tightened his hand, furrowing her brow, "No! I'm worried about you getting hurt. The amount of emotion you invest in those nephews and nieces, if they hurt you in the future, you'll be just as heartbroken."
Zhang Guoqing teased upon hearing, "Is this what they call pillow talk?"
Zhou Jiao couldn't help but laugh. To be honest, it does have a bit of that flavor.
"Do you think I'm too selfish?"
Zhang Guoqing shook his head. This is the genuine nature that he likes! Why should their family's possessions be given to outsiders? Doing good deeds can at least provide peace of mind.
Receiving the teacup Zhou Jiao handed over, he took a sip and looked outside, "There aren't many people in this world who can make me sad anymore. Having Dad's protective love and you accompanying me throughout my life, these two pure emotions are already enough for me to enjoy a lifetime.
