"I think Chenguang is cuter. I like him more!" Yan Huan deliberately provoked Ning Chenyang and hugged Ning Chenguang tightly.
"No... Godmother, don't do that! Yueyue will get mad if she finds out!" Ning Chenguang pushed Yan Huan away forcefully.
"Yueyue... Yueyue... That name sounds so familiar!" Yan Huan muttered to herself for a few moments, and then suddenly her eyes lit up, "I know, it's your little wife, isn't it?"
"Godmother, what nonsense are you talking about? What little wife, she's my sister." Ning Chenguang blushed.
"Still won't admit it? I've heard from your mom that girl chases after you. She probably thinks our little Guangguang is handsome and wants to marry you!" Yan Huan loved seeing Ning Chenguang's shy expression and couldn't help but tease him more.
"Yueyue is not that superficial!" Ning Chenguang shouted.
"Wow, the little guy is something; he even knows what superficial means!" Yan Huan laughed heartily.
