Mo Ang didn't take An Ning's threat seriously. "Anyway, she's my daughter. You can record however you like!"
"Hmph!" An Ning snorted at him.
Little Xinxin placed her hands on her dad's chest, then looked at him with a very provocative gaze.
An Ning looked at her daughter and said fiercely, "You think just because he kissed you, he likes you the most? Let me tell you, he's my man, mine!"
Little Xinxin didn't understand what her mom meant; she only saw her mom acting all fierce and cute, and she giggled innocently.
Mo Ang looked worryingly at his daughter, rubbing her little head. "I really think you're such a naive little sweetheart. Seeing you like this makes me, your dad, worried! Do you know? Someday soon, I'll have to train you well. Otherwise, what if some random kid just tricks you away?"
Honestly, as a dad, he's really worried!
