“Lil’ Bro, why are you so anxious? We need to take it slow when talking about the most important event in our life.” A’jiao said coquettishly.

“Do you think I can’t stomp you down? I want to see how you would try to stop me.” Li Qiye glared at her.

“Lil’ Bro, your words are as sharp as swords.” She pouted, causing her lips to look like a pig’s snout.

“Scram.” He lay down and stopped paying attention.

“Okay, okay, let’s just talk.” She begged.

Li Qiye simply ignored her.

“Alright, since you want to talk, let’s talk.” She winked: “After all, you’ll be our son-in-law soon…”

“You’re making me nauseous....