Ning Xia laughed, this guy has a beauty by his side, yet he still has the mind to meddle in her affairs.
She curled her lips, nodding without hesitation, "That's right, he's my son. Isn't he handsome?"
Little Crybaby also cooperated very well by hugging Ning Xia's thigh, calling out in a milky voice, "Mommy."
Then he stared at Qin Feng with a vigilant face, fearing this suddenly appearing uncle would steal his superhero sister.
Qin Feng took two incredulous steps back, his body swaying, barely managing to keep his balance. He shook his head vigorously, muttering, "Impossible, how can you have such a grown son!"
That look as if he had taken a critical hit of ten thousand points, made one feel somewhat sorry for him.
The beauty noticed the commotion here and walked over slowly. Seeing Qin Feng's state, she remarked without any courtesy: "So pathetic."
As she approached, her face became clear in Ning Xia's eyes, and it seemed increasingly familiar.
