Yan Nanmo pulled her close by the waist: "Am I old? Do you want to give it a try? Hmm?"
"Not yet, but look, you have grey hair at your temples."
The two were being affectionate when suddenly there was a knock at the door. Zhuang Xiyue startled and quickly pushed Yan Nanmo away, tidied her clothes, and coughed: "Who is it?"
"Aunt Zhuang, it's me."
It's Yun Ya, Zhuang Xiyue glared at Yan Nanmo, stood up, and walked over to open the door. Yun Ya and Yan Song stood hand in hand at the entrance. When they saw Zhuang Xiyue come out, they smiled: "Aunt Zhuang, I fell asleep this afternoon, I'm sorry."
Zhuang Xiyue smiled and pulled her in: "What are you sorry for? I can't exactly pull you out of bed, can I."
Yun Ya saw Yan Nanmo and politely smiled: "Uncle Yan."
Yan Nanmo smiled and nodded: "Yun Ya's here, chat with your Aunt Zhuang while I discuss something with Ah Song."
