Quan Rui also swung his shot and scored a handsome goal.
The small ball flew out instantly, drawing a magnificent landscape in the air.
“Dad, have you ever loved my mom?”
This question was asked by Bai Ran yesterday, and today he asked his father.
Quan Qing and Tang Shuiyu are also married to a large family. They have lived together for so many years and are as peaceful as guests, but Quan Rui doesn’t know whether there is love between them.
The son’s problem instantly stumped the father.
Quan Qing was originally preparing to swing, but was disturbed by this problem. He scored a ball but deviated from the original route and flew to a far distance.
“I don’t love her, where did you come from?” Quan Qingzheng’s face was a little bad in an instant. He put the pole away, turned around and walked towards the rest area, “I’m tired, take a rest.”
Seeing this, Quan Rui curled his lips slightly, and did not keep up with his father’s footsteps, but continued to play his own ball.
Swing again and into the hole.
Someone made a gesture to enter the hole in the distance, and Quan Rui put down the club and gave up.
He unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and took two sips.
“Will it really be worse than death if you fall in love with her?”
Quan Rui didn’t understand.
Bai Ran is obviously a very good woman.
I feel comfortable and comfortable when I am with her.
He had a good impression of her, and there was no doubt that it was.
Even if you fall in love with her, so what?
She is her own wife.
“I want to see how life is worse than death.”
After saying that, Quan Rui turned around and walked towards the rest area.