"Gay?"

'Fairy dust?' Lai Jiayi glanced at the menu and saw the description of the fairy dust drink. 

It was a rainbow-colored drink. Maybe a mix of several juices. 

[Wow, how the hell Zhao Yun knows this drink even before looking at the menu?] Lai Jiayi clicked her tongue in awe. Her only guess was that this boy had visited the café before. 

[Aish, quack, that's not the focus here, ah!]

[Okay, okay, sorry, just curious.] Lai Jiayi coughed, and at the same time, Zhao Yun, who sat across her, started to speak. 

"So, now we are alone…" Zhao Yun rubbed his palms. "Miss, do you want to be my uncle's wife? Be my aunty!" He dropped a bomb with a grin on his face. 

"Pffff!" Lai Jiayi instantly choked on her saliva. 

(￣■￣;)!? WIFE?!! 

"Y-you what the– " Lai Jiayi patted her chest, afraid that she would suffocate while Yaya held his stomach suppressing the urge to laugh.