Bo Yan twisted Yuran's face toward himself, "You're not allowed to be familiar."
Yuran was taken aback, her face somewhat distorted by someone's grip, "Seventh Brother, what ridiculous jealousy are you eating?"
Bo Yan, "Baby, is Xi Nian more handsome than me?"
Yuran gave an earnest and very pertinent evaluation, "Seventh Brother, wait a second, why are you comparing yourself to Xi Nian? I'm curious about this?
After all, you two are completely different types, how can I compare?
In my eyes, you're obviously the most handsome, you're my husband, would I find someone else better looking than you?
Even against my conscience, I can't just speak nonsense, can I?"
Bo Yan was starstruck and loosened his grip on the young girl's cheek, "That's not right, baby, what do you mean by speaking against your conscience?"
Yuran took his hand, "Seventh Brother, can we not indulge in this meaningless jealousy? I think Xi Nian is familiar because;
