He Tingting saw Ding Shanshan staring at Qin Hao and said, exasperated, "Why are you always looking at my Xiao Hao?"
Ding Shanshan mocked, "Oh, your Xiao Hao? Did you get yourself a boyfriend or a son? Aren't you almost a whole generation older than him?"
Qin Hao was just sipping his tea when he heard Ding Shanshan's comment and almost spat it all out.
What the heck does she mean by 'got a son'?
He Tingting's cheeks turned slightly red, and she fiercely grabbed Ding Shanshan's waist with both hands.
Ding Shanshan was really ticklish, something He Tingting knew well.
Laughter and playful sounds quickly filled the living room, and soon Ding Shanshan was begging for mercy.
When He Tingting let go, Ding Shanshan broke free and then sat down beside Qin Hao. "Brother-in-law, can your frail body handle my sister like this?"
Qin Hao was speechless. He Tingting's cousin was really bold, saying whatever came to mind.