Indeed, Su Bingshan was so provoked by this little girl that she burst into a rage, holding a small stick and charging out fiercely, scolding as she walked, "You little wretch, always babbling nonsense. Today I will tear your little mouth apart, let's see how you'll talk after that!"
"Ah, help, Daddy, save me!" Little Yan was terrified and hurriedly buried her head in Zhu Bufan's embrace, leaving him no choice but to intervene.
"Okay, okay, Little Yan was just joking to make you happy, Ms. Su. You're above getting angry with a child, aren't you?" Zhu Bufan said while pushing Su Bingshan back with his hand to stop her assault.
"Bounce! Soft!" In that instant, the feeling in Zhu Bufan's hand was indescribably wonderful, because he had accidentally pressed against Su Bingshan's chest.
"Ah..." Su Bingshan screamed, retreating step by step, her fair cheeks instantly turning into red apples. The demeanor of a little woman was utterly exposed.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Su, I..."
