"I say, aren't you just pregnant? Why have you turned into a Ninja Turtle?" Xu Huilin, who had always stayed in the backyard and rarely appeared, suddenly showed up in front of Bai Ruozhu and asked with disdain.
"Ninja Turtle?" Bai Ruozhu looked at him puzzled.
"Didn't you draw a turtle for Little Dengdeng last time and call it a Ninja Turtle, saying it's used to describe people who can endure endless grievances? I think you're a Ninja Turtle now." Xu Huilin snorted lightly.
Bai Ruozhu's mouth twitched; he eavesdropped on her talking to her son, learned a new term, and used it to ridicule her. How shameless could he be?
She gave Xu Huilin a sidelong glance and said, "Is there any need to get angry? We were going to leave anyway. Isn't it tiring to bicker with everyone?"
Xu Huilin leaned comfortably against the back of the chair, but the two empty sleeves were especially conspicuous.
"Suit yourself; anyway, I'm leaving with you guys," Xu Huilin said.