Washing off the soap suds, Jiang Xiaobai came out in his big shorts and walked behind Qin Xianglian, chuckling, "Auntie, I'm dressed."
Turning around, Qin Xianglian saw Jiang Xiaobai's bare upper body and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for his thin, bony frame.
"Xiaobai, I guess you don't cook well for yourself. Whenever you're free, just come to Auntie's house to eat. An extra pair of chopsticks isn't a big deal."
Jiang Xiaobai laughed, "Auntie, in that case, I'll take you up on the offer."
"Come on, let's go inside. I have something to talk to you about." Qin Xianglian walked lightly into the house, swaying her slender waist.
Jiang Xiaobai followed her, his eyes glued to the sway of her hips, and his mind couldn't help but drift to the scenes he'd watched earlier in the evening.
