"..." Nonsense!

"Haven't you heard that being too repressed can harm your health?"

just in case…

But when he finally wanted to take action, it was too late…

Ji Muhan's temples throbbed as she listened, and she took a deep breath.

"Where did you get this fallacy and heresy from?"

"Oh, what do you care where I saw it?" Mo Xiaoqing wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, blinked her eyes cutely, and hinted meaningfully, "Aren't you worried?"

Her voice was soft and pleasant to listen to, and extremely suggestive!

However, Mo Xiaoqing, now overconfident and carried away, could never have imagined...

Her question will soon be thoroughly confirmed by Ji Muhan, who will repeatedly demonstrate through his actions day and night whether he needs to worry or not!

"Stop trying to provoke me, that trick won't work on me."

Mo Xiaoqing pouted and reluctantly withdrew her hands.

Ji Muhan's gaze swept lightly over her pink and tender right foot, his eyes darkening for a moment before he quickly concealed it.

He removed her feet and casually returned to the previous topic, "I asked my uncle for leave. I told him that his nephew's wife called and was a little frightened, so I need to go back and comfort my baby."

Mo Xiaoqing's lips curled up slightly, then fell back down, then curled up again and fell back down again.

I don't know if it was because of Ji Muhan's last two words, or because of the nephew's wife he mentioned.

Ji Muhan raised an eyebrow slightly. "So happy?"

The little girl is always so easy to please, unlike some girls nowadays who are complete gold diggers.

But perhaps it was because of her family background that she wasn't very interested in this kind of thing. Although she was a bit spoiled, it has to be said that Mo Yanyu's older brother was definitely a very good person.

During this time, he realized that Momo was a person who respected her elders very much. No matter the occasion, she would never rashly talk back to an elder.

Even if the elder was someone she didn't know well, and no matter how many grievances she had, she would try her best to suppress her thoughts.

It's easy to imagine that she must have been raised in an exceptionally well-mannered family, and her brother, Mo Yanyu, was already one in a million—perhaps…

Their relationship won't end like... their parents' back then. He's overthinking it!

"You're not happy? Which eye of yours saw me happy?"

He had her all fired up, but he remained calm and composed as he talked about other things. If she hadn't already tested it last time, she would have really wanted to ask him if it was actually not possible.

"Let's pack our things and go."

Ji Muhan took the suitcase from her hand, looked at the suitcase with one wheel broken, her heart stirred, and she unconsciously curved her lips into a smile.

Mo Xiaoqing was in a bad mood and didn't bother with him, so she strode away.

*

Mo Xiaoqing, who was completely aroused by Ji Muhan, refused to say a word to him even after she had finished packing her things!

"Don't talk to me, we've had a fight, I don't want to talk to you for the next ten minutes!"

"..."

Ji Muhan couldn't help but smile and watched the little girl walk angrily in front.

What do you want to eat tonight?

"I don't want to eat anything, I'm so angry I'm full!"

"Then let's have boiled beef and winter melon and pork rib soup!"

"..."

Is he ignoring what she said?

Mo Xiaoqing glanced at him, feeling a little annoyed. She bit Chunxiang, ready to snap at him, but then she remembered the ten minutes she had just mentioned…

Feeling particularly frustrated, I held it back.

After Ji Muhan put his things away, Mo Xiaoqing got into the car alone. Once he got in, he discovered that Mo Xiaoqing hadn't even fastened her seatbelt.

He was at his wits' end and helplessly apologized to her, trying to coax her, "Alright, alright, why is your temper so bad, little girl? I was wrong just now and made you angry. My little darling, please forgive me, I'm a big shot."

Mo Xiaoqing turned her head to the side, still looking sullen.

But where Ji Muhan couldn't see, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Seeing her angry expression, Ji Mohan figured she wouldn't fasten her seatbelt herself, so he gently fastened it for her.

Mo Xiaoqing, like a treacherous person who has crossed a river and then discards the bridge, impatiently shoved his hand away.

"..."

If we continue to spoil her like this, she's just a little brat, and next time she'll probably be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles.

Yet he seemed to enjoy it immensely; could it be that he has developed Sherlock Holmes syndrome?

Ji Muhan touched her hair helplessly, but the little girl slapped her hand away in annoyance.

"..."

Forget it, if I really try to argue with her, that spoiled and willful girl will probably throw another tantrum soon.

Whoever spoiled this brat must have been Mo Yanyu. And Mo Yanyu, who was innocently dragged into this mess, once again earned a deep grudge from Ji Muhan…

Ji Muhan stopped at the supermarket closest to the residential area and glanced at Mo Xiaoqing, who seemed to be taking a nap next to her.

He didn't disturb her and got off the car by himself. Anyway, he didn't need to buy much, so he simply let the little girl rest for a while. He figured she probably didn't sleep well yesterday.

Mo Xiaoqing wasn't actually asleep, so she felt even more depressed after Ji Muhan got out of the car.

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