"When did you get so strong?" Xuan Mu crouched down and picked her up from the side. As she was being carried like a baby, he glanced at her phone, checking on something. He looked thoughtful for a moment before giving in, "Hm..."
"See? See? See? See?" Bing Shi's eyes beamed, planting a kiss on his cheek.
"Fine. Fine. Fine. Fine," Xuan Mu surrendered, kissing her back with a resigned sigh.
"Now put me down. I need to pick out a dress for the party," she released her grip on his waist.
"No," he refused. Ignoring his desires, he kissed her lips at a snail's speed, moving his tongue slowly. He made sure that each moment was teasingly slow because they were Bing Shi's favourite kisses.
While Bing Shi went about selecting her outfit for the day, Xuan Mu took a seat on the couch, attending to MuMu while keeping a watchful eye on Bing Shi.
