Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

"Strong."

"Um?"

Zhuangzhuang pulled him to sit on the bed, when he heard the sound, he tilted his head to look at him.

"Have you been recently..." Xiao Yi thought about it and used a less hurtful word to describe, "Swollen?"

"what??"

Zhuang Zhuang bit his lower lip and looked at him puzzled, swollen?

"No, it's not swollen." Zhuangzhuang shook his head vigorously, indicating that he was not swollen.

It looks like Zhuangzhuang

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