C490 It Wasn't Insulting

Yang Ming was already used to this kind of trick.

He might not be a human, but his sister, Yang Mei, was a real dog.

Since she was young, she was the dog in this family.

"Brother!" Yang Ming was washing the dishes. Yang Mei, who was eating cleanly, quietly put the bowl over, and poked Yang Ming's apron with her finger.

"If you fart, just fart!" Yang Ming did not even turn his head