"Let me have a sniff." Wen Xiao'ai, not believing it, leaned in and seriously sniffed at Feng Liyan's little mouth.
Feng Liyan immediately used a little paw to cover his mouth, while the other paw held Wen Xiao'ai's face, keeping her from getting closer.
"You say you didn't, but I can smell it." Wen Xiao'ai looked smug, as if she caught him red-handed.
"...I just tasted, didn't drink." Feng Liyan stubbornly insisted, finding this matter particularly damaging to his image.
"Oh come on, even if you did drink, it's no big deal. I drink it every day, just finished a bottle. Jun Moyan said drinking more milk helps you grow. You've turned so small now; you should drink more." Wen Xiao'ai said, directly shoving the milk bottle into Feng Liyan's arms.
Feng Liyan pushed it away fiercely, gritting his teeth, "I said I didn't drink it."
