Chi Huan, "..."
The swaying swing came to a halt, with Chi Huan setting one foot on the lawn and tilting her chin up slightly, narrowing her eyes as she said, "Who's going to have a daughter with you?"
The man's eyebrows quirked, "Otherwise, should I find someone else to have children with?"
Chi Huan, "..."
She paused for a moment, then looked up and smiled faintly, "Mo Shiqian, do you realize how terribly corrupting you are?"
She emphasized the words "corrupting influence" particularly heavily, the implication clear without being stated.
Mo Shiqian gazed at her small face for a good while without speaking.
In the end, he turned around, squatted down in front of her, and said in a low, deep voice, "Come, let's carry Her Majesty to dinner and atone for our sins."
She acted haughty for a bit but eventually jumped onto the man's back.
Mo Shiqian had no trouble carrying her and stood up to start walking back.
