On the verge of widowhood

When Bai Qing walked three steps back and was led to Su Shengjin, Su Shengjin was still sitting on the red chair in a particularly innocent and childlike posture.

Bai Qing stood still, Su Shengjin still had that stunning appearance, when he looked up at him, his brows and eyes were like flowers blooming: "Are you here?"

Her voice was soft and friendly, as if she was greeting an old acquaintance.

Bai Qing didn't know how to speak for a while, Su Shengjin had the magic power to make a person just stare at her blankly, after all, she was a rare beauty who was very popular a hundred years ago.

The boy saluted: "The guest asked if you have a way to communicate with the outside world?"

Su Shengjin's smile collapsed in an instant, and a thin layer of resentment spread over his brows and eyes: "No...you elders have blocked my wifi here..."

"It's all his fault that I fell into a box!"

"Excuse me." Bai Qing swallowed it as soon as it reached his mouth.