Luo Feng looked at him with surprise: "So, you mean you've never been in a relationship?"
Li Zejun shook his head: "No, sigh, I'm worried now. If I meet the right girl, I won't know how to interact with her."
Luo Feng laughed and patted him: "Don't worry, if it really happens, you'll know without being taught. It's instinct."
A tightly wrapped old man walked towards them and, upon seeing Li Zejun, flashed his big black teeth: "Xiao Kun, you're back?"
Li Zejun quickly got off the bike: "It's a cold day, Sixth Uncle, where are you headed?"
"I'm off to the small shop to have a drink." The old man waved his hand, "Hurry and get back inside, it's cold."
After the old man walked past, Li Zejun looked apologetically at Luo Feng, who also got off the bike: "Mayor, in our village, most people are from the same family. If I don't greet them, they'll complain to my dad saying I don't respect anyone."
"I understand that logic, we're almost at your house, right?"
