Pah, stinky man, let go of me, don't touch me.
Dabao stretched out his foot, trying to kick Jin Yu in the face, but Jin Yu, knowing he wasn't going to behave, held him up high.
The little feet reached and reached, but just couldn't make contact.
Dabao immediately deflated.
Jin Yu sneered, if it weren't for the boy's injury, disrupting his good times would have given the little brat enough to deal with.
"You still want to kick me?" Jin Yu laughed and threatened the little guy, "Believe it or not, I'll throw you onto the ground."
Scared of being thrown, Dabao summoned the energy from who knows where, and his legs swiftly wrapped around Jin Yu's neck.
The round little tummy pressed against Jin Yu's face.
Little Pang's agile movements had everyone laughing.
Xu Niannian just couldn't figure out why, given neither she nor Jin Yu were the feisty types, they ended up with a son as stubborn as a bull, tough as leather.
In the end, Jin Nandong didn't manage to hold Dabao.
