Her lips curled into a smile."Still, I think uncle is brewing something. I don't think he'll admit defeat so easily, nor will he ..."
"You two are already at the door. Why don't you come in? what are you doing standing there?"
Qu xiujie's voice came from inside the house, his aura loud and clear.
"Coming, coming."
Ji Ziming hurriedly replied, and only then did qu xiujie stop talking and wait for the two to enter.
"Uncle, what is my mom talking about?"
Ji Ziming walked into the house and saw qu xiujie half-sitting on the floor while his mother was lying on the sofa next to him. The two of them seemed to be living in harmony with their eyes closed.
"I'm asking your mother if she wants to choose which one to use. "
Qu xiujie's reply was sincere, but mother Ji, who was sleeping on the sofa, did not appreciate it. "Why don't you just say that you want to use it? why do you have to say that I want to use it?"
