Qin yihuan, how old are you?(1)

at this moment, shen ting's gaze fell on the coffee table. there was a milk bottle with white milk inside.

he frowned. " you haven't weaned yet? "

Yi Huan was shocked. She immediately went to pick it up and threw it into the bin. no, someone came to see me today. He brought a child and left it here.

shen ting's eyes lit up. " it's someone else's thing. why did you throw it away? "  

I've used it, and I'm sick. It's unhygienic to leave it here for so long. What if I get infected? " She stammered. After she finished speaking, she stared at Shen ting, hoping that he would believe her.

Shen ting actually nodded his head in understanding,"that's true, it's not good to take care of it if it's infected."

He paused again. I really thought you hadn't weaned just now. You've moved out for a few years, right? it's not like you can't change this little problem.