Holding the egg in her arms, Bai Qingqing's lips arched in a faint smile. She gently shook her head and said, "Other than today, it's been fine. It's not tough at all."
Looking at his mate's gentle smile, Muir couldn't help but smile as well. He reached a hand into the blanket and held his mate's hand which was caressing the bird's egg.
Zhang Xin followed them to the entrance of the room. As Muir had been in too great a hurry, he had forgotten to close the door. The duo's intimate interaction was seen by him.
If Bai Qingqing was with Muir, then what was the deal with that red-haired guy previously?
He suddenly felt that Bai Qingqing's lifestyle was a bit wild and couldn't quite accept it. He shook his head and retreated a few steps.
Hearing the footsteps, Muir restrained his expression and got up to face Zhang Xin.
