Shen Zhixiu Su Qingy

The winter of the twentieth year of Xuande, inside the Su family residence.,Cheng Ruijin, upon hearing this, not only did not become angry, but burst into laughter a few times. Then, gritting his teeth, he said, “I naturally have my own way, but in a while, it will be hard work for sister, don't scream too loudly.”,Su Qingyu's heart sank. She asked, "What do you want to do"。