"Milk, is this milk powder?"
Jiang Jun froze, staring blankly up at Su Yanfei as he asked, "Feifei, why did you suddenly bring me a cup of milk powder? I'm not a baby."
It was true that he had drunk something similar many years ago, but the key point was that he was no longer an infant. What kind of household had a twenty-something "baby"?
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