His expression changed like magic, becoming somewhat stern: "Xiaoxi, you've been studying for so many years, don't you know what it means to maintain the boundaries between men and women?"
As Ruan Jiaojiao grew up, Ruan Jianguo felt both a sour and sweet ache in his heart.
The little cabbage he carefully nurtured was finally growing up bit by bit. Now she was becoming increasingly radiant and beautiful, almost fully grown. This should have been a joyous occasion, but unfortunately, there was a big grey wolf lurking beside his little cabbage, just waiting to take away the cabbage he had so carefully raised. How could he not feel bitter about it?
Ruan Jianguo couldn't help but shed a tear of bitterness every time he thought of this.
