C35 Strong lifting

Zhu Yin raised his head and glanced at him, his face red. "There's nothing much to say. It's all rather boring stuff."

Jiang Mo Ling stared at her brilliantly, "As long as it's about you, I want to hear it all."

Zhu Yin couldn't stand him anymore, so he finally surrendered and told him some interesting stories. Jiang Mo Ling also gave him face, and even if it wasn't very interesting