Jiang Nanshu: "Huh?"
She was eating cotton candy, "Then you tell me."
"I collectively refer to this feeling as 'husbandly feeling.'"
Jiang Nanshu stared at him for a few seconds and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What nonsense have you been watching in those videos?"
Lu Qingyan, speechless, forced an explanation, "It's true!"
Jiang Nanshu pulled on him, "Alright, alright, the father-son sports day is about to begin. This time we must get first place, no more losing!"
Lu Qingyan snorted with laughter, "Okay, as you say."
"You're still laughing. It's always you who holds us back. Otherwise, we would have gotten first place long ago. Why are we still stuck at second place every year?"
"Yeah, yeah, my fault. This time we're definitely going to be first! I even studied a walkthrough last night, and reviewed the reasons we failed at the sports meet these past two years. Don't worry, this time we're set."
"That's more like it."
