"Ah! Yes! Milk!"
Tang Qianqian hurriedly said.
"How come it doesn't look like it? Let me see!" Qianqian's Mom's words made my heart hang in my throat again.
As a mature woman, she knew at a whiff what it was!
"Mom! It really is milk!"
Tang Qianqian dodged aside, lowered her head, and licked it clean, "If you're not busy, go wash up and sleep! You're busy every day! You don't need to worry about my affairs!"
"Qianqian, you..."
Qianqian's Mom was a bit angry but felt even more helpless, as she had no way of dealing with her rebellious daughter.
After muttering a few more words, she left for her room.
Bang!
The door closed, and my hanging heart finally settled, that was close!
Then, I faced Tang Qianqian's seductive gaze. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, leaning me against the door, just holding me there.
