Little Pink Fist Sends Him Searching for His Teeth

"Who did you call a dwarf?" Qin Qianyi raised his clenched fist, his smile not reaching his eyes as he stared at him.

"How dare you!"

Bai Zhou's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes fixed on Qin Qianyi's fist, trembling as he stammered, "I…I am the dwarf! Uncle Qianyi, I was referring to myself!"

"If there's a next time, I'll make sure your butt blossoms from my punches!"

Qin Qianyi waved his fist, gritting his teeth.

"Why are you standing there dumbfounded? Call someone!"

Bai Zhou quickly trembled his voice and looked towards Qin Sui'an, obediently greeting, "Hello, Auntie!"

"Hello, Bai Zhou," Qin Sui'an wasn't angry at being called a dwarf. After all, she hadn't grown taller, still half a head shorter than Bai Zhou.

Qin Qianyi sat down on the sofa with little Ann and handed her the milk, his voice gentle. "Here, Ann, drink your milk."

Sui'an happily curved her round eyes and said, "Thank you, Sixth Brother!"