Qiao An huffed angrily and pretended to hit him.
Mu Jingxi chuckled softly, reached out, and held her tightly, "Qiaoqiao, I'm really happy."
"Happy about what? Hurry up and leave!"
"I'm not scared." Mu Jingxi laughed lightly. "Even if he beats me up, I'll take it."
Qiao An raised her hand to hit him. What kind of person is this? Does he naturally enjoy being mistreated?
"You admitting that we're dating makes me happy. It proves that you're not lying to me, not brushing me aside. You're taking me seriously."
"Hey, is that Mama?"
Little Nuomi's eyes lit up instantly. She stared intently, her small mouth spread into a broad grin, and she ran over happily, clutching a strawberry in each hand, calling out in her sweet, baby voice, "Mama!"
She ran to Qiao An, puffing her cheeks. "Just now... just now, did Uncle kiss Mama again?"
Mu Jingxi: "..."
Why did he suddenly feel like he'd done something shady?
