Wen Ran released his hand, raised the red envelope in her hand, and changed the topic: "You gave me a red envelope, should I give you one too."
Mo Xiuchen pursed his lips, "If you want to, you can replace the red envelope with a kiss."
Wen Ran glared at him: "I'm hungry, go downstairs to see if there is anything to eat, I'm getting out of bed."
Mo Xiuchen chuckled lightly, understanding her intent, "Nanny Zhang has already made lunch and is just waiting for you to get up. Today is the first day of the New Year, let me help you get dressed. I'll do it for you every day - all 365."
"No."
When he reached out to her, Wen Ran quickly grabbed the blanket.
Mo Xiuchen smiled at her and gently coaxed her: "Ranran, I won't do anything to you, I promise."
Mo Xiuchen repressed his laughter, simmering with a touch of heartache in his gaze. His voice was gentle yet filled with pity.
