"You little brat, you want to marry your mom? By the time you grow up, your mom will be old," Wu Sheng snorted.
Little Tang Mo snorted back, "Isn't that even better? I'll take care of Mom. When she can't walk, I can carry her on my back. Unlike you... I'm cute now, and I'll be handsome when I grow up. Mom will be happy just looking at me."
The critical hit nearly made Wu Sheng cough up blood. "You... you..."
"You what? Am I wrong? When Mom is old, I won't be. Isn't that perfect?" Little Tang Mo retorted.
Wu Sheng: "..."
'It was a completely twisted idea, yet Little Point somehow made it sound perfectly reasonable. This was just bizarre.'
Wu Sheng shook his head, trying to banish the bizarre "logic" from his mind.
When he looked up, he saw Su Li come out. Wu Sheng immediately tattled on him.
"Su Li, Little Point is calling me old! He said that since I'm older than you now, I'll get old first and won't be able to carry you on my back!"
Su Li: "..."
