But it was quite evident that such a warning was not only ineffective for a drunkard, it became a provocation instead.
Ye Tiao heard this and stepped forward, "Yo, you’re warning me?"
As she spoke, her arrogant face moved in closer, pushing Tang Jingming’s shoulder, "What do you even have to warn me, kid? I was out mixing it up when you were still in split-crotch pants!"
Tang Jingming took a step back, smiling sheepishly at her, "Yes, yes, yes, can’t afford to offend, can’t afford to offend."
Ye Tiao’s face was full of displeasure. She took a healthy step forward and nearly toppled over.
Tang Jingming, quick on his feet, caught her and shouted, "Madam, watch your step!"
Ye Tiao, leaning against his chest and hearing this, turned fierce, grabbed his collar, and yelled, "Calling who ’madam’? I don’t have a... burp, grandson as old as you!"
Disgusted, Tang Jingming turned his head away, pressing one hand on her head, trying to push her down.
But Ye Tiao oddly had some strength, and now Tang Jingming couldn’t even budge her.
She was holding onto his collar, defiantly looking up at him, and yelled, "Don’t move."
Tang Jingming looked at her flushed face and red eyes and was inexplicably nervous, stammering, "Wha... what!"
Ye Tiao suddenly gripped his neck, and to Tang Jingming’s astonishment, tiptoed up and firmly placed her mouth on his.
Tang Jingming’s eyes widened, and in an instant, he exploded, slapping her away reflexively, and roared, "Are you out of your mind!" This update ıs available on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝙣𝙚𝙩
Ye Tiao, slapped away, paused, then burst into loud sobs, crying out, "You hit me!"
Tang Jingming’s previously raging mood suddenly withered, "I..."
Ye Tiao sat down on the ground, crying loudly, "I’ve grown up this big, and my parents never hit me , and you dare to hit me!"
Tang Jingming quickly squatted down, calling out, "Alright, alright, get up, it’s cold on the ground!"
"Waaaaaaaa!" Ye Tiao thrashed about with her legs, "You... burp, beast..."
Tang Jingming’s head was spinning, so he simply picked her up and walked towards her room.
Ye Tiao, carried over his shoulder, continued to wail, and when flung onto the bed, her hands still clung tightly to his hair.
"Ah!" Tang Jingming screamed, "Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
He had just pampered his fine hair a couple days ago and now, seeing a few strands caught in Ye Tiao’s fingers, felt his heart shatter, on the verge of tears, feeling so wronged, "Why on earth did I end up with someone like you!"
Ye Tiao’s crying paused. Lying on the bed and staring at him with open eyes, she seemed lost in thought, then suddenly said, "I want some water."
Tang Jingming yelled, "Get it yourself!"
"Oh." Ye Tiao made a move to get up.
Tang Jingming was startled and quickly pressed her back down, "You’d better just lie there!"
Tang Jingming sighed, fetched a glass of water, and after propping Ye Tiao up, fed it to her.
But after taking a sip, as if struck by a thought, Ye Tiao turned her head away and then suddenly lunged forward, sealing Tang Jingming’s lips with another firm kiss.
"Wow!" Tang Jingming sprang up, spilling water all over the floor.
Tang Jingming covered his mouth, his face a portrait of profound grief.
Ye Tiao, on the other hand, lay triumphantly on the bed, giggling foolishly to herself.
Tang Jingming was almost in tears, "Female... female hooligan!"