Liu Zifeng's heart was extremely tormented, his mother had always been a divine goddess in his heart, and he wouldn't allow anyone to desecrate her.
But this Li Meifeng always joked with his mother like that.
Yet he couldn't do anything about it, which infuriated Liu Zifeng deeply.
Because he knew very well that Li Meifeng was his elder.
If he dared to object, his mother would definitely scold him.
In Liu Zifeng's heart, there was quite a bit of fear of his own mother.
"Nonsense, I'm not pregnant, where would the milk come from?"
Rao Shi Yun spoke quite liberally after all.
But compared to Li Meifeng, she was like a minor witch before a great wizard...
And Li Meifeng, when compared to Yin Xueyang, was similarly a minor witch before a great wizard.
"That's not necessarily true, I've seen it on the news."
"Some people have it even if they aren't pregnant."
"You just need Xiao Yan to put in more effort, right?"