Yan Nansheng saw the trouble and hurried over, wrapping his arms around her from behind and began to coax, "Alright, alright, I was wrong, big brother Nansheng was wrong, big brother Nansheng was just joking with you, don't be mad, okay..."
"Pfft!"
Yan Nansheng: "..."
He hurriedly turned her around, and upon looking down, the little girl was covering her mouth, laughing with crescent eyes, a mischievous and lively spark in her brows.
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?" Yan Nansheng narrowed his eyes.
Hearing the danger and warning in his voice, Feng Yanyan tried to hold back her laughter, but it was too late. Yan Nansheng leaned down, pulled away her little hand, and without a second word, kissed her again.
It was fierce, arrogant, and domineering, not caring about their surroundings...
