Qin Feng turned over, pulled Lan Fenghuang to his side and said, "Little Fenghuang, calm down!"
Lan Fenghuang held Qin Feng tightly, reluctant to let go, frowning as she said, "Why isn't it the right time? In our Miao Village, getting married at eighteen is totally normal!"
Qin Feng pinched her little nose and chuckled softly, "But we're not married yet, are we? If we mess around, won't your grandma be pissed to death?"
Lan Fenghuang's eyes rolled as she thought about it—it actually made sense. She loosened her grip on Qin Feng with her small hand and said shyly, "Brother, have you fooled around with any girls before?"
Qin Feng's face flushed. He glanced at her and said, "Go to sleep! Kids shouldn't ask such questions!"
Lan Fenghuang wouldn't give up, hugging his arm and whining, "Brother, just tell me! I wanna hear!"
Qin Feng couldn't resist her pestering and said helplessly, "No, now go to sleep!"
Lan Fenghuang burst out laughing.
