"This..."
After a brief moment of astonishment, Han Xueyao came to her senses. In that instant, she panicked a bit and pushed Hu Xiaobei while subconsciously opening her mouth...
The moment she slightly parted her lips, she felt Hu Xiaobei suck away the half-eaten dumpling from her mouth...
"Auntie, I feel like this dumpling isn't hot!"
Having quickly swallowed the dumpling, Hu Xiaobei stepped back, grinning cheekily and spoke quickly!
Hearing Hu Xiaobei's words, Han Xueyao, fuming, whispered angrily, "You... you little bastard! I asked you to bring the plate, who asked you to use your mouth, you little bastard, you're driving me crazy!"
Thinking back to the scene just now, she really wanted to find a hole to crawl into...
So mad!
Really so mad!
Seeing Han Xueyao stomping her feet in anger, Hu Xiaobei seriously said, "Auntie, using a plate would still require washing, isn't this way much better, right?"
"You... you... you're just twisting words! I..."
