The man wore a mournful face, crouched down, and pressed Xia Weiyang's small body with one hand as he implored, "Little Yang Yang, I'm begging for your help here. Can you be my ally and help me pursue your mommy? She's the only woman I've ever loved in my life, and I haven't even touched another woman for years..."
"Hahahahaha...!" Xia Weiyang laughed loudly and then, staring at a certain part of the man's body, mischievously asked, "So, Uncle Feng, how do you usually deal with it? Don't tell me you...?" Xia Weiyang raised his thumb and index finger towards the sky and made a popping sound, saying, "Don't tell me it's that!"
The man was almost choked by Xia Weiyang's gesture at this point, and his entire face was as dark as could be!
"No laughing allowed!" The man said and then placed the little rascal over his knee, gently patting the small backside a few times.
