Ye Linlang’s porcelain-white face revealed a layer of light crimson. Fortunately, she forcefully restrained herself, so that she didn’t really spit out the orange juice.
What did she mean by “Understanding young people. If you really can’t help it, remember to take protective measures”?
Even though she knew that Jiang Qiran’s mother didn’t mean any harm, Ye Linlang was still embarrassed and flustered in just a few short sentences. She didn’t know what to do at all!
Compared to Ye Linlang’s flustered state, Jiang Qiran was so magnanimous that he couldn’t tell what had just happened. He lifted his thin lips slightly and took the lead to break the awkward situation.
“Mother, are you kidding me? I’m your son. Of course, I’m not the kind of person who would act recklessly.”
Jiang Qiran said it with confidence, and Ye Linlang’s expression turned awkward. She didn’t know whether to say that Jiang Qiran’s face was too thick or that he was shameless.