Qiao Mu stepped forward and held Li Yan's arm. " Uncle, let's go! "
Looking at the woman who was smiling like a flower, Li Yan held her hand and got into the car. He said calmly,"You're not allowed to call me uncle in the future."
"Why?"
"You will call me old."
There was already a gap in age between the two of them. This woman was like a little fairy, getting younger and younger as she lived. Even after giving birth, she still looked like a young girl. Standing in front of him, she was just a child.
"You're old to begin with!" Qiao Mu subconsciously replied.
Compared to her, he was indeed not young.
However, Li Yan's expression changed when he heard that.
Qiao Mu looked at him. " No way, Uncle. I was just joking. Are you really angry? "
"What do you think? Would you be happy if I said you were old?"
Qiao Mu was speechless.