"Yes, yes."
"If you don't believe me, you can ask your Uncle Mo."
Glancing at Mo Han.
The honorable task of coaxing the little guy is all yours.
Mo Han rolled his eyes at him.
Clearly, he was the one cursing first, and now he's tossing this hot potato to me.
Damn, he's just a scapegoat.
Jingxi looked at Mo Han and asked, "Uncle, isn't that a cuss word?"
Mo Han smiled awkwardly and forced out a "No."
"Oh." The little guy looked half-comprehending, "What does 'I screw your grandpa' mean?"
"Since it's not a cuss word, can I say it?"
Mo Han: "No, you can't."
Xu Kun: "No, you can't."
Ye Xinluo: "You mustn't say it."
The three of them, for once in agreement, spoke at the same time. The little guy was startled and flinched.
Looked at them suspiciously.
Why so excited? Isn't it just a casual question?
The little guy felt very innocent~
If I can't say it, then so be it, why so fierce!
Ye Xinluo: "Assistant Mo, now that we've found them, I'll go back to work first."
