C804 Foetal Nourishment

My aunt, in an apron, was standing at the table with two glasses of hot milk, and they looked at each other.

This was awkward …

"Cough, aunt, you're awake!" Sang Xiaoyu stood there petrified, scratching her long hair guiltily. "Erm … I woke up earlier. I saw you slept soundly, so I didn't wake you up …"

The aunt did not expose him in public. She nodded and said