Mu Xingye frowned, "Just that tiny bit better?"
"A tiny bit more than a tiny bit."
"That's still just a tiny bit. Baby, you are rejecting my hard work."
"What other hard work do you have?!" Xia Pengpeng was simply amazed by his talent for language.
"I think, you should be very satisfied with my performance."
Xia Pengpeng was lost for words.
Where did this man get his confidence from?
Mu Xingye saw the expression on her face, a wave of frustration hit him! Could it be, was it his technique that wasn't good enough?!
He also didn't know why he kept doubting himself time and again.
Maybe, it was a lack of experience!
Having lost his initial confidence, he suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"Baby, is it really that bad? Did it not reach that... level?"
Xia Pengpeng: ...
"Really not?" Mu Xingye continued to inquire.
