C1277 Bad Thinking

I was startled, thinking, could it be that Chen Fusheng was worried that I would have that kind of thought toward the Elder Sister Mei? Chen Fusheng, who had always been unfathomable, actually had this kind of worry?

After exchanging a few words of instructions, Chen Fusheng returned helplessly.

Elder Sister Mei and I sat on the sofa. After being silent for a moment