"Uh..." Shen Jinghua almost choked at his question, and it was difficult for her to swallow the chicken in her mouth.
"If you don't tell me, I'll tell grandma and you'll eat it secretly." A look of disdain appeared on the little boy's face.
Shen Jinghua suddenly felt that the chicken drumstick in her hand was boring. What a brat. She was almost deceived by him, thinking that he was a good boy, but it turned out that he was a good boy.
Only then did she have time to guess his identity. She looked at him carefully, twitched the corner of her mouth and said clearly: "You are my little husband-in-law."
