Mu Yichen slightly turned his body, looking at the woman in his arms with warm eyes.
"I'm afraid I still don't know enough."
Qin Mu remembered what those women had said and couldn't help feeling sour.
"Hmm? Did you hear some rumors?"
"Humph!"
Qin Mu didn't want to deal with him after he finished speaking, and turned her back to him.
"Don't even think about shouting!
Mu Yichen also turned to embrace her, hugging her and nibbling at her ear.
"Ah!"
Qin Mu instinctively struggled, and as she was lying on the edge of the bed, she accidentally lost her balance and tumbled down.
Mu Yichen immediately looked down at the ground.
Qin Mu, supporting her sore back and frowning, yelled, "Mu Yichen, you bastard?"
Mu Yichen suddenly smiled mischievously and then placed his hand on the ground.
He wore a ring on his finger that he seemed to really like. Since putting it on, he had never taken it off.
Qin Mu just watched, and before long, her eyes became tearful.
