Qiao Xu saw that her words had stumped Lu Moqing and continued to eat her breakfast with satisfaction, ignoring him.
Seeing a trace of smugness in Qiao Xu's eyes, Lu Moqing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He raised his hand to pinch her cheek, "You're so mischievous."
Qiao Xu: "..."
Could he not speak to her in a tone used to soothe children?
She was his wife, not his daughter!
The next second, Qiao Xu realized that deep down she had accepted the identity of being Lu Moqing's wife, and her face darkened instantly, feeling quite annoyed!
Pah! Who was his wife?!
Her mood became delicate because of this strong subconscious idea, and her cheeks began to heat up involuntarily.
At this moment, they heard a low cry from upstairs, and the expressions of the husband and wife changed. They exchanged a glance and immediately ran upstairs.
