Meow didn't react for a moment, and foolishly asked, "What kind of relationship?"
Marta was anxious and said, "It's... that one..."
Meow: "Which one?"
Marta finally said directly, "Get~in bed."
A cool breeze blew in, just blowing into Meow's open mouth: "Cough cough..."
Meow covered her neck and started coughing, "You... cough cough, Marta, you... you say it so directly, Tyr and I are still very innocent right now..."
Meow thought to herself, actually, not that innocent, just... just kissed twice, hugged twice... nothing else.
Marta didn't believe it, "Really?"
Meow blushing replied, "Of course, I... I'm still young, how could we possibly... possibly..."
Meow knew what Marta meant, but that kind of thing, she felt, really requires mutual liking, mutual admiration, only then it's possible, only married couples can, it must be like her dad and mom.
Meow suddenly froze, her mom and dad?
What are her mom and dad like?
