Bu Mengting said He Qianqian lacked confidence.
Then she ran back and replaced the two potatoes with two large apples.
As everyone knows, apples are a bit larger than potatoes.
Bu Mengting grinned mischievously, a look of triumph on her face.
Lin Tian couldn't help but laugh. This little wife had long since stopped being the good girl she once was and had learned to be naughty, making everyone happy.
He Qianqian blushed and pounced on Bu Mengting, spanking her lightly.
"Little sister, you're getting bolder, even daring to tease your big sister, naughty, naughty...!"
"Ah..., sister, mercy, mercy...!"
She seized an opportunity, broke out from He Qianqian's encirclement, and ran quickly behind Lin Tian, defiantly holding up the large apple and said,
"Husband, you say, Qianqian's sister's bra fitting this big apple perfectly, you know best, tell me, right?"