If it weren't for cooperating with his mission, would she stamp him?
This bastard, he still wants her to explain?!
"Aunt Xu Xia, why did you stamp Uncle Zirui?" Qin Wanwan blinked her big eyes and asked with curiosity.
"I..." Xu Xia's face flushed, then suddenly lit up, "Have you ever seen pork with stamps in the supermarket? Aunt put a stamp on your Uncle Zirui because he's already fattened up and ready to eat!"
Qin Wanwan nodded, semi-understanding, and Xu Xia smugly glanced sideways at Leng Zirui, picking up a dish and placing it on his plate, "Eat more, fatten up for slaughter!"
Leng Zirui turned his face with a smile, lips moving closer to her ear, "Are you so eager to eat me up?!"
Xu Xia's face grew hotter, lifting her foot to step on him.
Separating his feet, Leng Zirui easily dodged.
Qin Wanwan had already noticed the marks on her neck, "Aunt Xu Xia, are those stamps on your neck from Uncle Zirui too?!"
