"But it's still not my home."
"Then you can be the wife of my mom and dad." Xiao Yan said without thinking.
At the kitchen door, two heads leaned out. Hearing the conversation between the two little ones, they couldn't help but twitch their mouths.
"Oh my, Xi Yemo, look at your son, he's already talking about having a wife at such a young age." Lan Xin Ai was wide-eyed, this little guy had quite a way with the ladies.
Xi Yemo grabbed the agitated little woman: "Let's see what Momo says."
The son sure has great taste, clearly inheriting it from him.
╮(╯▽╰)╭.
Young Master Xi, is it really okay to praise yourself like this?
"What's a wife?" Momo blinked her eyes, wondering, asking was a must if she didn't understand.
"I don't know."
Xiao Yan's answer lightened Lan Xin Ai's mood a lot, but left Xi Yemo quite taken aback. The little brat didn't even know what a wife was, so how could he say such a thing?
"Can you eat it?"
"Seems like you can't."
