"How do you know she is 17, huh?"
Ye Mo, who originally didn't feel guilty, blushed like Guan Gong when questioned by Ye Qingzhu, stammering: "I... I heard it from Ye Xuan."
Ye Qingzhu stood up straight and stared at Ye Mo: "Why would my brother mention Ye'er's age for no reason? You must be harboring bad intentions towards Ye'er, and my brother warned you."
"Brother Ye, don't mind the instructor, take a seat." Luo Ye moved a stool next to Ye Mo, giggling as she rummaged through a bag: "Hehe..., potato chips, crispy rice, broad beans, canned food, cookies, soybean milk powder..., and a Mickey Mouse pillow? Brother Ye, are you buying snacks for kids?"
"I... I don't know what you like, I asked the supermarket clerk, and she suggested I buy these." Ye Mo looked embarrassed.
Ye Qingzhu stared at Ye Mo displeased: "And you say you didn't have bad intentions, knowing well that students are not allowed to keep snacks and toys during military training, yet you bought these?
