917 A Trade Between Father and Daughter

"Yu Yuehan, are you bullying my daughter again?" Just when Nian Xiaomu was about to reach out to hug Xiao Liuliu, a faint voice sounded beside her.

"She's the one who's bullying me."

"…"

Before Nian Xiaomu could fully understand what he meant by that sentence, she had already picked Xiao Liuliu up and she felt a wet spot on her palm.

She lowered her head to take a look.

Xiao Liuliu's pants were wet.

She must have wet the bed by accident.

When she raised her head again, she noticed that there was a huge wet patch on Yu Yuehan's chest as well.

This…

"Nian Xiaomu, are you clear of who's the victim of bullying now?" Yu Yuehan gritted his teeth and spoke with a pause after every word.

It was early in the morning and his chest was flooded.