Jin Jing: Not at all, not at all. Sister-in-law, when are you due?
Lu Qing: Still some time to go.
Yan Lv: Big bro, you really worked hard. Three at once, huh? I've decided—just one for me.
Jin Jing: Oh, Yan Lv, your wife is finally back? Weren't you guys arguing and even talking about divorce before?
Yan Lv: Stop talking nonsense. In a few days, I'll introduce Mu Sha to you.
Qin Miaomiao flipped through these chat logs and found some crude jokes earlier. Men, after all, are men.
"Lu Qing, if you're going to hold me, can you at least move over?"
Lu Qing looked entirely innocent: "I'm afraid I can't comply."
"Look at you, you're being laughed at. How does it feel to be celibate?"
He raised an eyebrow: "Thankfully, I still have a girl to help me out."
When he said that, Qin Miaomiao almost exploded: "What did you say? Say it again—what girl!"
"Miss Fifth."
Only then did she realize she'd been teased. She retaliated by biting his hand lightly, letting out a cold snort:
