It seems indeed she can't.
But Zhang Zhi's lips curled with a smile as she made eye contact with her second son.
How is it that such a grown person can still be bullied so miserably by his little sister?
Tang Wenyu continued to stare blankly with his cockatoo hairdo while making eye contact with his mom.
You really are something, mom.
With his sister's strength, even their dad would get pinned down and hammered by her, let alone him.
"Can't beat your sister and even resort to biting her."
Zhang Zhi said amusingly.
Tang Wenyu acted like a cat that couldn't resist swiping at something it knew it shouldn't touch, ultimately taking himself down in the process.
The boy simply lay flat, allowing Little Milk Jin to perch on him and nibble at his cheek.
He raised his hands high, surrendering.
That's it, he gave up.
He didn't have such a strong competitive spirit.
He was just a bit frustrated, that's all.
