Seeing Lin Tian behave like a lovestruck fool, Xiang Ming's face puffed up with anger.
He jumped up and down, waving his hand in front of Lin Tian's eyes, shouting, "Don't look!"
Lin Tian withdrew his gaze and asked with a smile, "Why not?"
"I said you can't, so you can't." Xiang Ming pulled over a chair and jumped onto it. Unfortunately, he was still a head shorter than Lin Tian.
Xiang Yang looked at Lin Tian with a serious face, like a judge, and said, "I ask you, have you held hands with my sister?"
Lin Tian's smile grew wider, "Yes, I have."
"Have you kissed her on the lips?!"
Lin Tian nodded again.
Miaoqiu kept her head down, not daring to look at her mother, just feeling utterly embarrassed.
Smack!
The little fellow's chubby hand slapped the table, angrily saying, "That's too much! You must break up!"
Before Lin Tian could speak, Xv Baiping asked with a laugh, "Xiang Ming, can you tell your aunt why?"
