Su Nanzhi also raised her hand to lift Jiang Beiyu's chin, with a lazy tone: "Young Master Jiang, today is your mother's birthday, act like a human being."
Jiang Beiyu, who didn't want to act like a human, had an overwhelming urge to ruin her lip makeup.
He held a tie in his hand and placed it in Su Nanzhi's hands, "Su Xiaozhi, lend a hand."
Su Nanzhi: "I don't know how."
Jiang Beiyu: "I'll teach you, just help me out."
The irresistible charm of a tough guy acting cute.
Su Nanzhi didn't even know why she was enchanted enough to take the tie in her hands.
"Tie it tighter, it won't choke me." Jiang Beiyu was almost teaching her hand-in-hand, his slightly magnetic voice especially captivating in the amorous atmosphere.
Su Nanzhi's hand slowly moved up, she leaned in slightly and whispered, "Young Master Jiang, is this servant serving you well?"
