"Mommy, who is my daddy?" Moubao asked curiously. "Dead, the grass on the grave is taller than you." "Mommy, have you ever thought about finding another husband?" Moubao was curious again. Ling Yan smiled charmingly: "No, men are all big pigs." "Mommy, why do I feel that you are scolding me in disguise?" A certain treasure pouted dissatisfied. Ling Yan smiled and said, "Good boy, how can you be like them." However, one day, a certain CEO stood in a corner and asked, "When I die, the grass on my grave will be taller than you, huh?" "Haha, you are indeed taller than me." A certain woman instantly gave in. "I am a big pig's trotters, huh?" "Those are also beautiful big pig's hooves, the kind that makes people want to take a bite." Ling Yan said seriously. "Really?" Ye Yuchen raised the corners of his mouth with an evil smile, leaned forward and whispered: "Then how about... Take a bite?"
Not bad, why doesn't anyone watch it?