Yan Xinxin looked at his playful smile, withdrew her hand and turned to the balcony, biting her lip to suppress a certain emotion.
Mo Chuxi imdiately followed, raising his hand to embrace her.
"Xinxin."
"Don’t call , go find your Little Qianyuan."
She pouted sulkily, turning her head away angrily.
Mo Chuxi suddenly felt that his understanding of won was not thorough enough.
He reached out to pinch Yan Xinxin’s chin, turning her little face, and his gentle gaze filled with confusion.
"Yan Xinxin, are you really jealous? Jealous of yourself?"
"I’m not Mu Qianyuan, your Little Qianyuan just cried and left, why don’t you go after her."
After saying this, Yan Xinxin pressed her lips tightly, her pretty face puffed up with anger as she lowered her gaze.
Mo Chuxi smiled helplessly.
"Yan Xinxin, even if you’ve gone silly, I haven’t. Knowing that woman is Mu Qianshui, why would I still chase her? Am I crazy? Hmm?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xinxin was slightly stunned.
Mo Chuxi lightly lifted her chin, his deep eyes filled with teasing laughter.
"Is my acting really that good?"
"Hmph."
Yan Xinxin turned her little face away proudly.
"If she truly is Mu Qianyuan, can you guarantee you would really remain indifferent?"
"The real Mu Qianyuan is standing right in front of now, she is already my wife."
Mo Chuxi gently parted his lips, his clear and lodious voice flowing like a warm stream through Yan Xinxin’s heart.
"Even if you weren’t Mu Qianyuan, even if there truly was another Mu Qianyuan in the world, she wouldn’t move my heart, because the only one I truly love is my little Xinxin."
His sweet words caught her by surprise, and Yan Xinxin couldn’t hold back as tears fell from her eyes.
Mo Chuxi’s heart ached, and he quickly raised his hand to wipe away her tears, his brows deeply furrowed.
"Baby, what’s wrong? Don’t you believe yet? I’ve given you everything, Xinxin. Money, my body, my heart, haven’t I? Do you think I would still care about other won?"
Listening to his gentle and sincere words, Yan Xinxin shook her head, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and began to cry like a child.
"I don’t want to see Xixi speaking so gently to any girl."
Mo Chuxi chuckled softly at her words.
"Have I been gentle? I’m just acting, hmm? I just want to lower Mu Qianshui’s guard, she’s well-prepared, and there’s a mysterious person behind her helping her. I need to make her think I’ve fallen for it."
"But you’re still not allowed to speak so gently!"
"..."
Yan Xinxin’s stubborn words and solemn gaze left Mo Chuxi montarily stunned.
Yet he still responded with a loving smile, raising his hand to brush her cute nose.
"Are you my little Xinxin now or my little Qianyuan?"
"Regardless if I’m little Xinxin or little Qianyuan, all my good and bad belongs to Mo Chuxi alone!"
She emphasized while raising her tearful eyes, her delicate appearance eliciting tenderness in Mo Chuxi’s heart.
He bowed his head to peck her pink lips, smiling tenderly.
"Master, Xixi Number One knows his mistake."
He playfully grasped her hand.
"The gentleness of Xixi Number One is exclusively for the master, along with my heart, my body, only master can touch it, alright? No more crying, okay?"
He patiently comforted her, his eyes filled with intense affection.
Yan Xinxin nodded with pursed lips.
"I wasn’t going to cry, I believe in Xixi too, but seeing Xixi being so gentle with other girls just made feel uncomfortable here."
She pointed to her chest.
Mo Chuxi raised his hand and pressed it gently on her soft spot, Yan Xinxin was startled, her cheeks warming, yet he nodded knowingly, as if he was conversing with her heart, then he looked at Yan Xinxin seriously and parted his lips to speak.
"I know why now, turns out it wasn’t jealousy, but another reason."
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