"Weakness?" Gu Nuan seemed unable to imagine that this black-faced man, who was as handsome as Louis Koo, but with a temperament that absolutely wouldn't compromise, his body like steel, could have a so-called weakness that could be attacked by others?
"Sister-in-law, you can guess." Zhan Dapeng said.
Gu Nuan thought for a moment: "You mean, he can't tell jokes?"
Pfft—
Before anyone else reacted, Zhong Qiaohui first laughed again, bending over backward as if she had taken laughing gas, pointing at her with a delicate finger and said: "What you said is good, great! That black-faced guy, like Black Cat Detective, if he could tell jokes, then the world would be at peace."
Undoubtedly, Wei Changqing, who was staying at the door, turned and left after hearing the words of these two women: So-called good men don't fight with women!
Zhan Dapeng looked at the two of them helplessly.
Gu Nuan knew for sure that she had guessed wrong.
She received the look from Zhan Dapeng.
