"Alright, you little rascal, trying to win the love of my son." Xiao Yuchuan pretended to be angry, "Let's see if I spare you!"
As he spoke, he reached out to tickle under Little Ye'er's arm, and Little Ye'er giggled, "Haha... haha... don't tickle me, I'm ticklish..."
"Will you switch sides at the last moment?" Xiao Yuchuan asked while tickling.
"Won't switch, won't switch," Little hands waved repeatedly.
"Do you acknowledge me as your biological father?"
"Acknowledge... half of it..." Little Ye'er regretted his lack of courage, being ticklish.
"What do you mean by half-acknowledgment?" Xiao Yuchuan couldn't understand.
"It's like giving you a chance; if you do well as a dad, I'll recognize you, but if you don't..." Little Ye'er ran behind Su Qingyue in a flash, popped out his little head, "If you don't do well, I won't recognize you."
"What do you mean by not doing well? What does that mean?" Xiao Yuchuan raised his thick black eyebrows.
