"No... no no, absolutely not!" Ji Niandong shook her head, curled up in a ball, and looked up at him. "Little Uncle, it's better to hold back a bit, be careful of that something-something!"
"What something-something?" Lu Beichen stared at her, half-smiling.
Ji Niandong swallowed, "Excess indulgence, you might that something and die! Ah!"
He slapped her butt, and Ji Niandong felt like she couldn't handle it anymore, pushing him away as she wanted to go to the bathroom. "Little Uncle, you're too naughty!"
"Who told Mrs. Lu to curse me?!" Lu Beichen hugged her tighter, lowering his chin onto her head and said, "If I were to die, wouldn't you become a widow?"
"That's not what I meant!" Ji Niandong replied softly.
Lu Beichen chuckled, "Hmm! I'm very happy with your reaction today!"
Isn't this his tweet? Ji Niandong asked, "What kind of reaction is Little Uncle talking about?"
