"If your husband wants sothing to happen, it will definitely happen, alright?"
Mu Yichen looked at her stubborn yet charming face, raising his hand to pinch her rosy little chin as he spoke to her.
Outside, the siblings were still chasing each other, while on the sofa inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the two of them were already struggling to hold back.
Mu Yichen looked up, gazing at her with difficulty: "Shall we go to the room?"
Qin Mu lay reclined on the sofa watching the scene in his eyes, her eyes slightly moved, she softly asked, "But what about the two of them..."
"So why did we bring these two little ones out?"
If it was just the two of them, how pleasant and romantic it would be? They could do whatever they wanted, but now, they first had to consider the siblings’ safety and hunger.
And those siblings, like last ti they ca here, after running enough, started squatting on the ground counting the passing ants.
Actually, there were very few ants around here.
So when the siblings saw the ants marching, they were exceptionally excited.
The house was quiet, and outside the house, the little pair were heads together.
"Sister, there are ten!"
"Idiot! You counted ten twice, that’s twenty in total."
Huanhuan looked up at her brother, with a bit of a bossy attitude, slightly disdainfully reminding him.
Chengcheng looked up at his sister, a bit aggrieved, then lowered his head again to watch those ants, all heading in one direction.
"Count again, co on!"
The ants moved a little further away, Huanhuan shifted her feet a bit, not forgetting to call her brother, teaching him to count again.
It was then that suddenly there was sothing white on the ground, pieces falling in front of their eyes.
The siblings watched as snowflakes landed on their hands, and they couldn’t help but forget about the ants, then they both squatted there with their heads up.
It’s snowing!
This afternoon!
"Dad! Mom!"
In unison, the siblings suddenly got up and ran towards the door of the house.
The two adults imdiately sat up alertly at the sound.
The two little ones ran quickly towards the sofa, shouting, "It’s snowing! Dad!"
"It’s snowing! Mom!"
The two little ones eagerly ran over, but suddenly stopped at a distance from the sofa, not coming any closer. Their mom, for so reason, was laughing, and as they approached, she laughed so much that she bent over her knees. Their dad, on the other hand, frowned, giving them an unhappy look.
The little ones were sowhat understanding, and Huanhuan suddenly turned to Chengcheng and said, "Shall we continue playing outside?"
Chengcheng looked up at his sister, then nodded, and the siblings turned back and walked outside again.
"Still laughing?"
After their son and daughter left, Mu Yichen turned to look at the woman who was laughing to the point of tears, and couldn’t help asking her, with a voice slightly tinged with authority.
Qin Mu tried to straighten up, but still couldn’t control her expression, so she waved her hand at him to signal him not to mind her.
Mu Yichen helplessly reached out a long arm, trying to grab her by the neck to pull her up, but who knew Qin Mu’s face would contort with laughter, continuing to laugh to the point where no sound ca out.
Mr. Mu only gets this embarrassed when caught in the act by his son and daughter.
Actually, Mr. Mu was really very depressed; he was genuinely worried, hoping to wrap things up quickly, but those two little ones kept intruding so unexpectedly.
Mu Yichen helplessly sighed lightly, then asked her in a low voice, "Is it that funny? Do you still want to survive?"
Qin Mu, hearing this, finally stifled her laughter a bit, then pushed her long hair off her forehead, sat up, and leaned on his side, looking at him, "Sorry! I really didn’t an to!"
"Hmm! I believe you!"
Mr. Mu’s dark eyes looked at Mrs. Mu, and as he spoke it seed serious, but in reality...
Even Mrs. Mu didn’t believe what he said.
"Do you know what I like most about you?"
Mu Yichen’s gaze beca increasingly sharp as he looked at her, asking her.
Qin Mu blinked curiously, indicating she didn’t know.
"Take a guess!"
Mu Yichen chuckled softly, gently coaxing her to guess.
"Pretty?"
Qin Mu slightly moved her chin, tentatively asking him.
Mu Yichen chuckled lightly, with a look that said she certainly was confident, but he didn’t reply.
"Hmm... Could it be a good figure? Intelligence?"
Seeing he didn’t answer, Qin Mu knew she was wrong and continued to guess.
Mr. Mu smiled faintly, looking at her with a gaze as if watching a child: "Mrs. Mu! Your confidence is sothing your husband still very much appreciates!"
Qin Mu...
"But what your husband likes most about you is actually..."
Qin Mu...
Mu Yichen then switched to a sincere expression, smiling at her.
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