"Move aside!"
"No!" Mu Shaoxi's little face was tightly scrunched up as he stubbornly clung to his leg.
He was indeed a qualified leg accessory.
Mu Jingxi: "..."
"Mu Shaoxi, stand up."
Mu Shaoxi puffed up his cheeks and vigorously shook his head, turning it into a rattle-drum.
"What are you making a fuss about?"
"Pretty sister..."
Mu Jingxi, completely out of patience, pushed him away again. This time, he didn't control his strength well, and Mu Shaoxi rolled out, tumbling on the ground.
He rolled several times on the floor and hit a chair leg before finally coming to a stop.
"Shaoxi!" Mu Jingxi was taken aback, then quickly stepped forward and picked him up from the ground.
Mu Shaoxi pursed his lips and suddenly burst into a loud cry.
A big bump had formed on his head from the knock, and he cried incessantly, large tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Woo woo..."
"Let me have a look." Mu Jingxi held him in his arms and bent down to check carefully.
