Lu Mo smiled slightly, walked over, pointed the mirror at Ye Qingqing, and said deliberately: "It's already 33, I'm looking for any wrinkles, where are you?"

"No...there are no wrinkles on the hair!"

Ye Qingqing was so angry that she snatched the mirror and looked nervously. Don’t have wrinkles. She uses her own top-quality snow-skin cream to apply on her face every day. It’s a bit exaggerating to say that the blowing is broken, but it can be considered as ice-skinned and snow-skinned. It’s better than many young girls in their twenties!

Lu Mo's lips bent slightly, took the mirror again, pretended to look at it a few times, "It seems that there isn't, it's still the same as when he was eighteen years old."

Ye Qingqing was overjoyed and was in a good mood. She looked at him coquettishly, and this guy knew him.

She looked in the mirror for a long time and was as beautiful as a flower, with fair and delicate skin, absolutely OK with bare face, and there was no problem. Of course, she couldn't compare with Shibashi. At that time, she had collagen on her face, but now her face is a little thinner, but she has lost the youth and tenderness of the past.

Youth is something that is expensive, and you can’t keep it.

"Oh, you are already forty years old, you are all uncles!" Ye Qingqing deliberately joked and even called "Uncle".

Lu Mo raised his eyebrows and leaned closer. The water vapor on his body dissipated. Ye Qingqing stepped back a little, her eyes were filled with honey-colored muscles, and her face turned red. She reached out to pat her, "There is water on her body, stay away from me."

"It's nothing to do today, why don't you go down." Lu Mo's eyes flashed and he got closer.

"Mom and An An Jingjing are both below, what does it look like if you can't go down?" Ye Qingqing glared. Although she was very moved, she firmly couldn't agree. Bai Rixuan Yin, how could she explain to the child?

Nowadays, children are all stingy. Unlike before, they simply said that children were pulled out of their armpits. Stupid children would believe that An An Jingjing is not that easy to fool.

And almost every child will ask themselves where they came from. Every pair of parents' answers are similar. They either picked up from the trash can or pulled out from the armpits. Rarely, parents will answer the origin of life seriously.

One day, Jingjing suddenly came over to ask Ye Qingqing this question. Ye Qingqing casually said that she was pulling it from her armpit. Jingjing looked very serious at the time, and then she ran to tinker with An An.

Ye Qingqing didn't even take this matter seriously. She thought it was a very small matter, but after a few days, An An Jingjing gave Ye Qingqing a very solemn science, saying that she had no common sense and that the origin of the child was a very serious matter.

"Dad's tadpoles and mother's egg cells met in her mother's small room, and then there was a baby. The armpits were not the exit of the small room. The baby could not come out, but it was pulled out like a mother pooped."

Jingjing found the information, and combined with her own understanding, she read it out loud. Ye Qingqing laughed so hard that her stomach hurts, and she was like shitting, and she said it quite vividly.

But the conversation between the two children made Ye Qingqing laugh and cry even more.

"Mom, did we get a lot of shit when we were born? Oh... it smells so bad..." Jingjing frowned tightly in disgust.

"Mom, did we take it out of the toilet? Fortunately, we can swim and were not washed away by the water." An An's brain circuit became even more clear.

"How could you swim just now?" Jingjing retorted.

"Is it a tadpole? Of course, tadpoles can swim." An An looked at his sister with a look of a fool.

After thinking quietly for a while, I agreed very much, "Yes, the book says that we are the strongest tadpoles, and swimming must be great."

Ye Qingqing...
Chapter completed!