Sally looked in the direction of the incoming fireball, well... Xiao Tiantian!
Really, one should never jinx it by talking about it. "Are you trying to commit patricide and matricide, you little rebel?" Sally chuckled as she watched her adorable son.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I only smelled Dad's stench just now. He's really too stinky, totally overpowering the lovely scent of Mom."
"…You little rascal, say that again?" Qing Linghuan was about to hit him.
Sally quickly intervened, "No, no, no, he's just a child. Why bother arguing with him? Besides, you always call him 'stinky son.' If there's a stinky son, there must be a stinky dad. The kid isn't wrong."
"…" Qing Linghuan was left speechless.
Xiao Tiantian teleported directly into Sally's arms. "Mom, I missed you so much."
"I see you didn't miss me at all. If you really did, why didn't you send a single Sound Transmission Talisman to Mom?" Sally lightly slapped his fluffy bottom.
