Tuan Tuan sat obediently on the small stool.
Shi Qian immediately felt Fu Sinian lean toward her.
She immediately tensed and straightened her back.
Fu Sinian wouldn't get any closer, would he?
Her eyes darted around.
Grandpa sat in the single seat, his hand on his walking stick as he watched the television.
On the other side was her mother, and opposite her was Sinian's mother.
She, Tuan Tuan, and Sinian sat on this long seat.
With so many elders around, what was Fu Sinian trying to do!
Suddenly, her waist tightened. Fu Sinian put his arm around her.
Shi Qian felt nervous. Fortunately, there was a pillow at her waist and a pillow in her arms. Fu Sinian's hug was not very conspicuous.
Fu Sinian was still not satisfied. He moved closer to Shi Qian, and the two of them were almost touching.
