Just imagining Aunt Liang Cuiping drinking yogurt is thrilling.
Of course, even though Chen Xiaolong entertained the thought, if she really did drink it, there would have been big trouble.
At least Xu Xiaoting, the girl, definitely wouldn't have agreed.
"Hmph, you say that, but I knew you were eyeing my mom. Xiaolong, aren't you the one who wants to eat from the bowl while looking at what's in the pot? Isn't having just me enough? Or is my mouth not comfortable enough?"
Xu Xiaoting huffed, immediately displeased, and angrily plopped down on Chen Xiaolong's body.
"What are you even talking about..."
Chen Xiaolong's mouth twitched, as he too had merely been thinking about it, yet the girl took it seriously.
Nevertheless, Chen Xiaolong had a doubt in his heart: did Aunt really not realize what that thing was earlier?
If it was someone as simple as Bai, perhaps she wouldn't know.
But Aunt had been through life's experiences; she should recognize that thing.
