C715 It's Not Itchy Here

I looked at Liu Cong, who was sitting in the corner. He seemed to have nothing to do with his life, but he lived a carefree and carefree life. Looking at himself, he tired out like a dog every day. There was only one answer, for his family and his dreams.

"Idiot, sometimes I really envy you. You don't need to think about anything everyday."

"Wrong, I think as much every day as you do