Jessica thought for a moment, then gave up, "Never mind, since you all say it doesn't pair well, I won't choose the red wine; let's drink something else."
Although Jessica was almost thirty, she still possessed an innocence like that of a little girl, which was very endearing.
As she spoke, she hopped and skipped towards the living room. Ao Chen didn't know what he found irritating, but he called out behind Jessica, "For someone nearing thirty, can you stop acting so young and tender?"
Jessica was so angry that she threw a pillow at him, standing in the living room with hands on hips, "Come and face me one-on-one, who are you saying is nearing thirty? I'm only 27, okay? Compared to you who is actually over thirty, I don't know how much younger I am. You have the nerve to criticize me? You're the one looking for a May-December romance, okay?"
Huo Qi looked at Ao Chen with surprise, very curious, "What's this about an old cow eating tender grass?"
