"Brother Ziyi, what are you laughing at?"
Qin Qingqing sharply caught something from Mo Ziye's smile and couldn't help pouting, asking.
Mo Ziye's eyes flickered as he casually put her shoes on, saying, "I just suddenly remembered that question you once asked."
"What question?"
Qin Qingqing looked at him with confusion.
She had asked countless questions before, unable to remember which one Mo Ziye was referring to.
Mo Ziye finished putting on her shoes, straightened up, and glanced at her blushing cheeks, teasingly saying, "Back then, you asked me how babies are made, how sperm and eggs combine, and also if it's by kissing..."
"Brother Ziyi, stop talking."
Qin Qingqing suddenly interrupted Mo Ziye, her already flushed face growing even hotter.
Her gaze shifted away from his teasing eyes, daring not to meet them, resting instead on his chest.
She explained shyly, "I was a child who didn't understand anything then, how come you remember it now?"
