Qiao Mianmian said shyly, "Didn't I already call you that?"
"It was too soft." Mo Yesi lied. "I didn't hear it clearly, it doesn't count. Say it again, okay?"
Actually, he had heard it very clearly.
The girl's voice was soft and gentle, like a kitten.
The way she called him "Hubby" made his bones go soft.
At that moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
He wanted her to call him Hubby over and over again even when he was bullying her.
His voice was hoarse.
Qiao Mianmian thought he really didn't hear her. She pursed her lips and called out again.
This time, it was a little louder.
But she was still as soft as a kitten.
When she was done, she felt her breath getting warmer.
But the man didn't say anything.
She blinked and looked up in confusion. Her face was held by the man's big hand, and his handsome face came closer. Before she could react, her lips were sealed.
