Chen Yiran narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the little hand that nudged his head to one side, a faint frown on his face.
But the next moment, he reached out and grabbed Tianxin's hand, restraining it behind her. He then moved closer to her ear and whispered softly, "Auntie... I want..."
Tianxin's cheeks immediately turned red.
"Are you sick? I tried so hard yesterday to get you to call me auntie, but you refused. And today you can't stop?!" Tianxin glaring at him, huffed, "No matter what you think or want, it's not happening!!"
"Well..." Yiran's voice paused briefly before continuing in her ear in a soft whisper, "Auntie... I plan ..."