Jiang Zixin
"Be gentle, really..." Zi Xin pretended to reprimand, but couldn't help but prick up his ears. The sound of the daughter and son-in-law playing together came from the next room, accompanied by the squeaking of the bed. She put down the needlework in her hand and looked out the window. The night was like ink. "If this continues, I will go crazy sooner or later... Maybe it's time to find a spring of my own?"
About Jiang Zixin
"Be gentle, really..." Zi Xin pretended to reprimand, but couldn't help but prick up his ears. The sound of the daughter and son-in-law playing together came from the next room, accompanied by the squeaking of the bed. She put down the needlework in her hand and looked out the window. The night was like ink. "If this continues, I will go crazy s...Read more