C641 Breakfast

Qiao An,... ""

She quickly typed: [Didn't we discuss this question before? Family marriage!]

He whetted his knife: [So you never confessed?]

Qiao An raised her hand to rub the space between her eyebrows. She suppressed her displeasure and drank a cup of lemon tea. [Can you talk about something that I am willing to answer?] "

[Sorry.]

Qiao An was speechless. [I don't want to talk. I'm off