Lin Lu burst into a grin that resembled a trumpet flower, gently patting Lin Qingshan's arm.
He patted so earnestly that Lin Qingshan's body stiffened.
Sheesh, his dear old dad suddenly putting on such a loving expression really made him jittery.
"Dad, what's up?!"
I'm scared when you act like this.
Lin Lu, all smiles, pulled him down to sit.
Receiving such affectionate treatment, Lin Qingshan felt his heart thumping wildly.
Then looking at his mother sitting beside him, her face full of love, he felt doubly besieged, a quirkily delightful sensation.
And that wasn't all; the four youngsters from the family also gathered around, forming a circle around him.
Lin Qingshan: "..."
"Mom, if I did something wrong, just say it. You and dad acting like this scare me."
Upon hearing his not-so-pleasant words, Lin Lu glared.
"What are you saying, you little rascal? Your mom and I cherish you, we just want to sit down and have a chat. What's with that look on your face?"
