Song Yi lifted Tang Si's chin and earnestly examined his face. She said, "I think the aura of indifference you have is becoming more pronounced as you grow older."
A laid-back and mature older man always has a certain charm.
"Is that so?" Tang Si raised an eyebrow and laughed. "Anything else that's changed? Like my stamina?"
When he spoke, he was more composed than before, lacking the youthful aura he once had.
He was already an older man before, but there was always a youthful vibe about him.
Now, at thirty-three or thirty-four.
The steadiness that comes with age is more apparent.
And Song Yi is already twenty-seven or twenty-eight.
But she hasn't changed much; she's well-maintained.
"You're a bit more mature. Who's still like you in their thirties?"
"I'm quite mature outside." Tang Si said seriously. "The men you see may appear mature in front of you, but at home, it's not a guarantee."
"If they're like that outside, wouldn't they turn into rogues?"
