C88 New Year

Zhang Cheng and Zhao Qingyu lay together on the bed.

"Zhang Cheng, just look at Uncle Lee, isn't he wonderful?" Zhao Qingyu rested her head on Zhang Cheng's shoulder, her voice tinged with a hint of irritation.

At that, Zhang Cheng sat up and gazed at Zhao Qingyu.

He wrapped her in his embrace and spoke gently, "Honey, I may not be as devoted as Uncle Lee, but my love for you is genuine