This isn't a child you're carrying, more like you're carrying a three-year-old Nezha!
"Got it, look at you now, nagging like a little old lady." Nangong Bing rolled her eyes and said irritably.
Their conversation, however, made Tangtang pout and hum. If you don't like the uncle nagging at you, and don't like him being like an old lady. But I like it, meh. If uncle nagged at me like this, like a little old lady in front of me, I'd be very happy.
"Hehe, what's wrong with being an old lady? This is called what you know, this is called being attentive."
"Is it now, is it now? My uncle is the most attentive," Tangtang suddenly joined in, smiling.
Nangong Bing gave her a sideways glance, then said nothing.
"Well, Tangtang, I want to have a word with your sister Nangong, would you mind that..."
"What??" Tangtang blinked her eyes.
