"Hey! What on earth are you saying to your son? Have you gone mad?!" Shen Yuan asked through gritted teeth and a blushing face. He really shouldn't act like a schoolgirl facing his biggest crush in front of his son, but he couldn't help it.
Bai Tingfeng isn't just holding his hand. He also reigns over his heart with his warm palm. Now, what is his defense against that? He's just like everyone else. He's weak against handsome and "hung" hunks.
"I'm not. It's just that I feel like I'll explode if I don't express myself." Bai Tingfeng smiled like a rascal he was.
"Yanyan," he called his son in a very fatherly tone. "Love is meant to be shared so you must use every chance you get to express it, okay?"
