"Thump, thump, thump~"
"Old Mu, it's me, Ward. Are you in there?"
This time, the door opened quickly.
To Ward's surprise,
that little boy called Xiaoqing was actually in Old Mu's room as well.
Strange, what could the old and the young possibly have to talk about?
Seeing Ward, Xiaoqing didn't show much surprise. Instead, he politely nodded his head at him.
"Uncle Mu, that's the situation, so I'll be leaving first."
With Xiaoqing leaving the room, Old Mu finally transferred the attention he had on Xiaoqing's retreating figure to Ward.
"What's up, kid, what do you want from me this time?"
Ward cleared his throat and sprawled himself on the couch, seductively arching his backside at Old Mu.
Old Mu's face was instantly lined with displeasure.
(٥▀ʖ̯▀)
"Is your ass wagging at the wrong person? Uncle doesn't swing that way; you should be looking for the guy with glasses across your door."
"Tsk!"
Ward gave his butt a good slap.
