C118 Fu Yuning's Mother

"Su Qing, how old am I this year?"

“. . . ”

I looked at Fu Yuning as if I was looking at a monster. What kind of muscle dislocation did he have?

Fu Yuning saw that I didn't reply, so he pinched my hand.

I think if I wasn't injured, I definitely wouldn't be able to scold him, but now I can't. I don't even have the strength to roll my eyes, let alone scold him.

I lazily turned my head