Yu Ziqian was so scared that tears streamed down his face. "No, I don't want to live under the bed."
Yu Jingchen continued, "Not only do you have to live under the bed, but you also have to wash my socks."
"I don't want to wash your socks," Yu Ziqian lost control again.
"Haha..." Yu Jingchen laughed. "Then are you still going to tattle on me everywhere?"
Yu Ziqian pouted, still very defiant, not wanting to be threatened by his dad like this.
"Speak," Yu Jingchen urged.
"I won't dare anymore," Yu Ziqian sobbed.
An Ning pulled the child into her arms. "Uncle, you're really annoying!"
"Hmm?" Yu Jingchen squinted his eyes.
"You really are annoying!" An Ning said.
A grown man who always finds joy in scaring kids, it's quite unbearable.
An Ning patted the child's back lightly, coaxing, "Qianqian, don't cry!"
"I hate Dad!" Yu Ziqian cried hard.
"I hate him too!" An Ning said.
"Yeah, yeah." Hearing An Ning say this, Yu Ziqian was finally a little happier.
