"Tian, I want to fight you." Ye Qianyu challenged her brother-in-law to fight her as if she was a powerful martial artist.
Ling Tian's lips curled up into a smile. "You are challenging me?"
"Un." She nodded her head.
"Sure. Let's fight now." he decided not to fight her using a fist because she was not a martial artist.
"Kya!" a cute voice escaped from her mouth when he suddenly carried her in a princess style and walked toward their house. "Tian, where are you taking me?"
"Didn't you challenge me to fight you? I'm taking you to the fighting ring right now." he lied to her.
"But we don't have a fighting ring in our house." she took his words seriously.
"You are wrong." He shook his head, "We have two fighting rings and both of them are soft and comfortable."
She touched her lips with her left index finger. "Two fighting rings? Soft and comfortable?"
'What is he talking about?'
She still did not understand his words.
