"Uncle, the thing you gave me is not useful at all, look, it's dirty again."
Lu Ming glanced coldly at the Plum-blossom-like red spot on the bedsheet and asked indifferently, "How many days has it been?"
"Four days."
"..." The amount should be very little on the fourth day.
Lu Ming suddenly seemed to think of something, his deep eyes got deeper.
He ordered, "Take off your pants, let me see."
"..." Jing Yiren's eyes were as big as bells, had she heard it wrong?
Seeing that Jing Yiren didn't move for a while, Lu Ming walked around to the other side of the bed, lifted her skirt and pulled down her underpants.
Only then did Jing Yiren react, covering herself with both hands, her little face flushing red.
"U...Uncle! What are you doing?"
"..." Lu Ming took one look at her half-removed panties and was speechless.
He knew she must have done something foolish again.
Could she really be this foolish? Or was she just naive?
