"Ah!?" Zhan Se's hair stood on end.
"Mom, I was just thinking that I couldn't let her snatch Dad from me, so I gave her a lesson to show her who's boss. I didn't really mean to hurt her or anything!"
Giving her son's forehead a flick, Zhan Se pulled him closer to rest against her shoulder, "Son, we can't do this next time, you understand? She's your elder. If you have any concerns, you should come to me first, let me handle it. You can't just take matters into your own hands, okay?"
Feeling guilty, Little Thirteen scrunched up his small body and nodded, "I know."
With a light snort, Zhan Se grabbed his little paw and gently nibbled on it before fondly ruffling his hair and sighing as she continued to educate him, "So, son, when you see your aunt later, remember to apologize to her, got it?"
"I have to apologize to her?"
