Qing Li patted her own round and slender long legs, "You can also sit on my lap."
"You two..." What's going on here?
I looked at the mother and son who successively offered their thighs for me to sit on, and wished I could find a hole to crawl into.
The shop owner, who came over with a chair, was already petrified. After a long while, he blurted out, "I've never seen such a way of being a henpecked husband, with the mother and son working together."
"You got it wrong, she's my mom." Yu Longting turned around and kindly said to the shop owner.
The shop owner, however, looked as if he'd seen a ghost, seemingly intimidated by Longting's invisible aura of the Snake Tribe leader, "She maintains herself really well, looks about your age, about your age..."
After saying this, the shop owner awkwardly wiped the sweat off his forehead with the rag he just used to wipe the table, and returned to the kitchen.
