The movie screen suspended in mid-air was still showing "Spirited Away".
Qiao Ruoxin glanced at the man's sexy jawline with a smile and leaned on his shoulder.
The quiet of the late night, the faint fragrance in the garden, the gentle breeze.
Mo Chen's dark eyes were fixed on the movie screen when he suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Does 'No-Face' like this kid?"
"…"
She didn't speak, and the dog of a man stared at the movie screen, lazily saying, "This counts as puppy love, not good."
Hehe...
Such a typical straight-guy perspective.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Qiao Ruoxin slapped the man's chest hard with her little hand, "What puppy love, you don't understand!"
Mo Chen withdrew his gaze, looking down at her puffed-up little face in his arms, his eyes suddenly darkened a bit, his brows expressing displeasure.
Qiao Ruoxin's heart skipped a beat.
Did this dog of a man just turn his face so quickly?
