As soon as Meng Qi sat down in the kitchen, Gu Xiaosang leaned over and whispered into his ear with a smile:
“Did you just say that my father died early?”
After arriving on Earth, she had secretly changed the way she addressed herself as a concubine, as if she was really playing the role of a girlfriend.
“Your father is a member of the Yu family in Nanzhou, and he died a long time ago. Compared to our eternal suffering, there’s nothing wrong with dying early.” There was almost nothing that could escape Meng Qi’s gaze. He was no stranger to Gu Xiaosang’s childhood experiences.
Gu Xiaosang’s smile grew wider, and her breath blew into Meng Qi’s ears. “That’s the father of the body of the past. As for the body of the present...”
She suddenly called out softly, “Father...”
“Father...”
Meng Qi’s body trembled, and his scalp went numb. He turned to look at his mother and found that she was very satisfied with the intimacy between the two of them. He nodded slightly to encourage her.
