Zuo Xintong paused for a moment and said, "You saw it? Is that all you did?"
"What else?"
Liu Zhizhong replied flatly, with a look of confusion.
Zuo Xintong shook her head, reached out from the front passenger seat, and poked Liu Zhizhong's forehead, "You, you're really just a block of wood!"
"Uh..."
Liu Zhizhong was dumbfounded, intentionally pretending.
But being poked like that by Mayor Zuo, it actually felt quite nice.
However, Liu Zhizhong said aggrievedly, "Mayor Zuo, don't lay your hands on me! How am I a block of wood again? I'm a flesh-and-blood man!"
"Alright, alright, I don't want to talk to you anymore! Such a wonderful weekend morning, my cousin dressed so beautifully, young and sexy, and you didn't even feel anything?"
