At this time, there happened to be a gust of wind. The place Jiangchen chose was in front of the window. There was a fallen leaf on her bangs. She seemed to think that the leaf was not a big deal to her and she was too lazy to move it. Shen Qingyan walked over and stretched out his hand to help her clean it up. She looked at her and sighed: "When will you grow up, Jiangchen."
"Hey, if you make fun of me again, I'll get really angry." Jiangchen frowned: "Why haven't I grown up?"
Shen Qingyan smiled and pointed at her chest and said, "You haven't grown up here."
Jiangchen raised his eyes: "My breasts are bigger than yours! You don't have breasts!"
Shen Qingyan burst out laughing, knowing that Jiangchen didn't understand what he was talking about.
Her heart has not grown up yet.
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