Sang Yuxuan walked to the piano with two other coffee cups and handed them to Yi Tianhao. Yi Tianhao picked up a cup of coffee and put it to his mouth. Before he could drink it, he frowned.

"Why don't you give it to me first? It's cold now, go and cook again!"

"You..." Sang Yuxuan widened her eyes. Could it be that she was his servant? At least in front of outsiders, they were still uncle and nephew! Why do you have to make coffee for him to drink?

"What, my old..."

Yi Tianhao looked at Sang Yuxuan and deliberately dragged the ending of the old word for a long time. Sang Yuxuan immediately picked up the coffee cup and stared at him in annoyance. If he dared to say the word "如如", this cup of coffee would definitely fall on his face.

"I'll go right now!" Sang Yuxuan said reluctantly.

Xijiaxi, who was sitting in front of the piano, looked at Sang Yuxuan and thought the girl was very interesting, so she laughed and asked strangely.

"Brother Tianhao, how old is your niece? Is it sixteen?"

"Don't you think... she should look younger. In fact, her actual age is twenty years old and she is developing a little late!" Yi Tianhao said carelessly with his eyes slanted.

"Twenty years old, oh, if you don't say it, I can't tell at all. She's like a child!"

Sang Yuxuan couldn't tell what she was feeling anymore. She looked at the coffee cup in her hand and really wanted to splash it on Yi Tianhao's face immediately. What does it mean to look smaller? It's a little late to develop. Is her breasts very flat?

Sang Yuxuan straightened her chest without showing weakness, but she still looked down without confidence. Damn overalls, no sexiness can be seen. Forget it, what's the difference between ten years old and twenty in front of Yi Tianhao? Who cares about the words of this man who uses his hair to think about problems?

Yi Tianhao looked at Sang Yuxuan's chest and almost laughed. The little girl seemed very dissatisfied. However, as a twenty-year-old woman, her figure was really not satisfactory. Perhaps under the overalls... Yi Tianhao's eyes had never left Sang Yuxuan's chest. The look was not obsessed, but contempt, as if she was saying, even if you took off all your clothes, she was still a little girl and not a woman.

Look, what are you looking at? Sang Yuxuan subconsciously blocked her coffee cup. She really hates it so much that she knows what he is thinking. A big pervert likes mature women! A vulgar man!

Sang Yuxuan ran into the kitchen quickly. Rather than running, she was hiding. She poured out the coffee in annoyance and placed the cup on the table. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. Bad man, is she really that bad? So she pulled off her overalls and looked down at her figure. It was OK, it wasn't that miserable!

Sang Yuxuan touched her face. She was sixteen years old. Does she really look so young? Mr. Xi didn’t think so too, bad. Today’s impression is really bad. It’s all because Yi Tianhao is making herself look like a little fool and want to drink coffee. OK, no problem. The arrogant rich man, please take it!
Chapter completed!