Flowers bloom and wither.
Warblers sing and birds chirp.
In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
Had it not been for the loud voice of Wang Wu echoing from downstairs, Yang Fan could have kept going for another three hundred rounds!
"Stop messing around, I can hear Brother Wu's voice! Dad must be back." As she spoke, the faint flush had yet to fade from Wen Wan’s doll-like face.
Yang Fan raised an eyebrow and teased mischievously, "Let them come back. They can chat, and we can keep busy! Besides, it’s not like your father doesn't know."
Chapter 238