Yin Shixiu looked at her blank face, not understanding why this innocent look often annoyed people.
"I'm thirty-two, but—"
"That's the point! You scared me!" Su Xiaomeng shook off Yin Shixiu's hand, rubbed her arm, and rolled her eyes at him, "I'm only nineteen! You're more than a dozen years older than me. Who else should I call uncle?"
Yin Shixiu squinted his eyes slightly.
"Why... why are you looking at me like that?"
Su Xiaomeng felt a chill on her back and instinctively stepped backward, only to find that when she retreated half a step, he advanced a step!
"Don't... don't come closer!" Su Xiaomeng reached out to push him, but Yin Shixiu glanced at her lightly, bypassed her shoulder, and picked up the bowl of noodles from the kitchen counter.
"This bowl is mine."
Su Xiaomeng blinked, watching Yin Shixiu brazenly walk off with the noodles, unable to say a word!
How could he act like this?!
