"Not okay? I don’t agree!"
Mu Yichen flipped over and pinned Qin Mu down, feeling sowhat disappointed, but he still planned to make her call out for a while longer.
"Spare , at least let rest for a bit. How about after dinner? Dad and Mom are definitely waiting for us!"
Qin Mu frowned sadly, unable to endure another round, but seeing General Mu in a state of passion, her mind and heart trembled as she begged for rcy.
"Be obedient, and I’ll spare you later!"
Mu Yichen gave a devilish smile and lowered his head to kiss his wife’s soft, fragrant lips again.
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"Daddy, open the door! Daddy, open the door! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy..."
The knocking on the door wasn’t very loud, although Huanhuan was using all her strength, her voice was louder in comparison.
"Daddy, Daddy, open the door, it’s ti for dinner!"
Huanhuan’s little pink fist drumd against the door panel, shouting over and over.
Feng Fanghua was really unwilling to stand there anymore, so she went downstairs first. No one opened the door despite Huanhuan’s shouting, which made her even more worried, so she increased her volu.
"Daddy, don’t hit Mommy. Daddy, don’t bully Mommy... Daddy, Daddy, Mommy, Mommy..."
Inside the room, Mu Yichen was lying on Qin Mu, slowly giving up!
Qin Mu, listening to the sounds outside, was seconds away from bursting into laughter. Yet she feared General Mu might tear her apart and devour her, so she suppressed it with effort.
Mu Yichen unwillingly nibbled on Qin Mu’s collarbone, then murmured in her ear: "See how I’ll deal with you after dinner!"
"Get up, Huanhuan is terrified!"
Qin Mu whispered to him, not daring to push him away.
Mu Yichen climbed off her, his pitch-black eyes filled with deep resentnt.
After opening the door, Mu Yichen didn’t even lower his head and left, Huanhuan looked up at her father coldly, knowing he was angry. But she didn’t have ti to care; she had to rescue her mother.
Qin Mu quickly tidied up her clothes before Huanhuan entered the room, and walked over from the bedside to face her.
"Mommy, are you okay? Did Daddy bite you?"
Huanhuan nervously pulled Qin Mu to squat down and then lifted the hair on Qin Mu’s neck.
Years later, Mu Chenghuan, Miss Mu, would be very embarrassed to ntion this section, unable to forget the scene of her father acting and her mother always deceiving her kindly.
"No, Daddy was just talking things over with Mommy. Let’s go downstairs to eat!"
Qin Mu took Huanhuan’s hand, leading her out.
When mother and daughter reached the dining room, Huanhuan ran to Mu Yichen, gently tugging at his shirt fabric. Mu Yichen lowered his head with extre disdain in his pitch-black eyes, gazing calmly at her.
"A bit lower!"
Huanhuan beckoned him, saying.
Mu Yichen subconsciously lowered a little, and Huanhuan stood on her tiptoes, craning her neck to lightly kiss his cheek. Mu Yichen hadn’t regained his senses, and she had already run back to her seat.
Like a well-behaved little girl.
Mu Yichen, for a long while, didn’t speak, maintaining that posture, feeling the warmth of his daughter’s kiss slowly fading from his face. He then gradually straightened up, raising his eyes to look across the table.
Huanhuan imdiately grinned at him, clearly soothing him; how could he not feel it?
Although very angry, each ti this little girl spoiled the situation, but, who could say, this is his own flesh and blood!
Mu Yichen thought for a mont, then convinced himself to bear it.
As for the others, they just watched and said nothing.
After dinner, Mu Yichen was pulled into a ga of chess by the old man, returning to the room late, where Qin Mu was asleep.
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Early the next day, Qin Mu was awakened by Mu Yichen, initially wanting to shout a few words. But as she woke up more, rembering how last night General Mu nearly suffered internally, she quickly cooperated.
At nine o’clock in the morning, Qin Mu went to the studio for work, Mu Yichen arrived a bit later at the office building.
Xi ng and Zhang Hongyun were already at their posts, both rising to greet Mu Yichen as he exited the elevator. Mu Yichen nodded politely, his steps unwavering, heading directly into the office.
"Secretary Xi, I’ll go make coffee for the President!"
Zhang Hongyun said.
"Okay!"
Xi ng nodded, then continued working.
Actually, Xi ng normally handled such tasks herself, but she accidentally fell ill those two days, and Zhang Hongyun said a few words. She felt perhaps she was overreacting, so let Zhang Hongyun take over this task. Today, feeling a bit better, she habitually agreed.
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