Zhuo Junyue walked up to her, and the man's bit of vanity was completely satisfied by her blank look.
He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and the man, already extremely handsome, had a warm and sunny smile that melted away his cold exterior.
"Baby, have you seen enough? After dinner, I'll strip and let you see as much as you want."
Ningyan originally thought that as her uncle got older, he became more handsome.
The kind of handsomeness that has been refined by time was simply captivating.
Of course, this only existed when this man didn't open his mouth.
As soon as he spoke, the little bit of idol image Ningyan had in her heart shattered instantly.
"Pervert... shameless..."
Zhuo Junyue raised his eyebrows even more deeply than before, "Baby, are you sure I'm old?"
Ningyan was about to turn away when she heard his words and remembered his previous attempts to prove that he was not old and still vigorous.
Ningyan blushed, not wanting to be bedridden tomorrow morning.
