At this point, Lin Shenshen had already slipped out of Ning Shiyu's arms, stretched out her arms to shield Lin Nuan behind her, her eyes round as copper bells, glaring at Ning Shiyu in open challenge.
Lin Nuan was sweating buckets. "Ning Shiyu, do you have some dirt on my son or something?"
Ning Shiyu put his hands on his hips. "Lin Shenshen, didn't we already make peace last time at the hospital?"
The little guy turned his head away indifferently, not even looking at Ning Shiyu.
Ning Shiyu looked at the little guy's proud display and ordered, "Lin Nuan, translate for me."
"He said, being bros with you is fine, but calling you Dad? Out of the question." Lin Nuan said it totally straight-faced.
Lin Shenshen nodded like crazy in agreement after hearing that.
Ning Shiyu rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. He must've had nothing better to do to mess with this mother and son duo.
