"..."
Luo Qiangwei's red lips parted slightly, but before she could speak, a puzzled elderly voice came, "It's so late, what are you two doing standing at the bedroom door?"
Old Madam Moh, clad in her pajamas and still patting her face, had obviously just finished her skincare routine. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed the nightgown on Luo Qiangwei... Not only was the neckline extremely low, but the back was also completely hollowed out!
It was the kind of thing one would wear for a romp with one's husband in the bedroom.... So was she making an effort to produce a great-grandson for her?!
Thinking this, Old Madam Moh's expression became somewhat more pleasant. She coughed with disdain and said, "Get into the room quickly, who are you dressing like that for! By the way, I had Auntie Wu stew a pot of goji berry crucian carp soup, Cheche, have your wife change and come down to drink it."
