"Little cutie, the restroom is quite a distance from here, should I carry you there?" Shen Xinghan said and even made a muscle-flexing gesture, "Holding one in each hand is a piece of cake for me."
"Sister, hug, comfortable." Shen Weilan immediately became a human billboard, advertising for her little uncle.
"No, no need, I can go by myself." Hen Li felt even more embarrassed, knowing full well that Shen Xinghan was deliberately teasing her.
As an adult, being cradled in someone's arm to go to the restroom was more mortifying than death itself.
"Little cutie, you don't have to be polite with me, I'm really strong."
"That's not the issue..."
"Then, does little cutie not believe me?"
"It's not that..."
"In that case, let me demonstrate to little cutie."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than Shen Xinghan scooped up Hen Li with one arm, advancing with a steady pace.
"Put me down right now." Hen Li called out, mortified and humiliated.
