Bai Keke felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She used one hand to support her lips as hard as she could. "You said that my mother is a little woman?"
Yan Qianjue moved forward unwillingly, but failed. He sat there with dissatisfaction and said, "She's only fifty or sixty years old. If she's not a little woman, what's she?"
Bai Keke touched her forehead. Although the corner in front of her eyes was already several thousand years old, it was really incongruous for someone to say something like that with such a small body.
Before they could talk more, the door was banged from outside.
Bai Keke hurriedly ran over to open the door. It was no one but Tianrui standing outside the door. "Sis? Why are you here? My mom is sleeping. Wake up and knock on the door."
Tian Rui put her hands
