The slap fell so lightly that it couldn't kill a fly.
Little Ye'er swallowed the tea in his mouth, "Isn't that what you just taught me?"
"This is only applicable to a wife, not anyone else."
"Oh, you should have said earlier." Little Ye'er seemed to understand, and he flashed a sweet smile at his mom, "Mom, later I'll feed you tea with my mouth."
"You brat!" Xiao Yuchuan roared, "Only I, your dad, can kiss your mom and feed her!"
"But I often serve mom vegetables and feed her meals..."
"You can feed with your hands, not your mouth. Using the mouth is my exclusive right!"
"Why?" Little Ye'er didn't get it.
"That's something a husband does for his wife, a son can't do that for his mom."
Little Ye'er seemed to get it, "Neither for mom nor for dad, otherwise dad would have drunk the water from my mouth just now."
"Yes. You finally understand, my good son..."
Little Ye'er nodded, "Mom, I'll marry you and make you my wife later!"
