Inside the office, Cousin didn't feel the passing of time at all.
"What's going on? Why do I keep getting recommended videos of girls dancing?" The son-in-law was shocked.
This app seems like the worm in my stomach, whatever I want to watch, it pushes to me.
"Oh come on, stop pushing, stop pushing!"
"Is it really girls dancing that I want to see?"
"I've clearly been liking videos with top-notch skills."
"Oh damn, those legs are so long?"
"Wow, that butt is big!"
Cousin scrolled endlessly and couldn't stop.
But let's be real, his self-control isn't bad at all, after all, he's a top student, isn't he?
"Son-in-law, son-in-law, how can you fall so low, have you forgotten the self-discipline and ethics of a son-in-law?"
"I can't keep going on like this!"
At this thought, hey, the next video turned out to be another one with technical skills.
It was a clip of a hand dance.
In the video, the guy's face wasn't shown, but his fingers were slender.
