But it was quite evident that such a warning was not only ineffective for a drunkard, it became a provocation instead.
Ye Tiao heard this and stepped forward, "Yo, you're warning me?"
As she spoke, her arrogant face moved in closer, pushing Tang Jingming's shoulder, "What do you even have to warn me, kid? I was out mixing it up when you were still in split-crotch pants!"
Tang Jingming took a step back, smiling sheepishly at her, "Yes, yes, yes, can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend."
Ye Tiao's face was full of displeasure. She took a healthy step forward and nearly toppled over.
Tang Jingming, quick on his feet, caught her and shouted, "Madam, watch your step!"
Ye Tiao, leaning against his chest and hearing this, turned fierce, grabbed his collar, and yelled, "Calling who 'madam'? I don't have a... burp, grandson as old as you!"
Tang Jingming: "…"
Disgusted, Tang Jingming turned his head away, pressing one hand on her head, trying to push her down.
