Before Rong Zian could answer, Guang sat next to him on the floor and asked another question. "Do you want a baby with Wu Yange?" she said drinking a cup herself, "I would love to see how adorable your baby would look."
"Ma! I don't have fuckin lady parts. D-do you think Yan Yan wa-wa-wants one? I never asked," he said rolling over to his side to look at her. She could see the anxiety in her son's eyes which caused a twisting pain within her so she averted her gaze and drank straight from the bottle.
"I don't know but we can figure it out," she replied before lunging at him trying to take strands of his hair. The sudden attack had Rong Zian crawling away from his mother. Two drunkards were tussling, a teenage girl and a man in his early twenties with Guang pulling at his hair. "Stay still I want a fuckin sample!"
