Song Mingcheng heard Yan Zhou's deliberately elongated tone, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and felt that he had to say something.

"It's a feud."

"It's the son."

Both said at the same time.

Bedroom 303 was silent, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Yan Zhou coughed and pretended that he hadn't spoken just now.

Song Mingcheng stared up at Yan Zhou, feeling that his current geographical location was very imposing, so he also stood up.

He looked at Yan Zhou, who was half a head shorter than himself, and suddenly his mood changed again, and he felt that he really shouldn't be sulking for a life with low emotional intelligence, and he must use the warmth of a spring breeze to tolerate him, take care of him, and fix him to death.

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