"Familiarity breeds fondness!"
Qin Mu gave her an answer, then leaned back into his seat, presenting a state of paralysis.
Xiaomei chuckled upon hearing those four words, "Aren't those words meant to be said to a lover?"
"You are my lover too!"
Qin Mu thought, or perhaps you are more like a lover to me than anyone else.
As for Mu Yichen, she wasn't the least bit interested in him at the moment.
In the afternoon, she slept in the studio while the others worked.
In the evening, when she returned home, it was all about taking care of the children, then eating, and putting the children to bed.
It was just this evening when she carried her son out of the bathroom after a bath, she heard the sound of the door opening.
The sound seemed somewhat urgent, and then she turned her head to see him rushing in.
Qin Mu was still holding the child in her arms, but he suddenly approached and forcefully grabbed one of her hands.
Qin Mu...
