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"Huang Qingtian, can you stop staring at me?" Mu Keren made this discovery as soon as she woke up today. No matter where she went, Huang Qingtian's gaze always followed her.
Just like now, Huang Qingtian was seated on the opposite sofa, holding an IPAD in his hands, seemingly reading something. But in reality, his eyes were closely following Mu Keren, who was holding a pillow in her hands.
"No, I can't!" Huang Qingtian put the IPAD down casually and leaped up. Before Mu Keren could even react, the man had already sat down beside her and imperiously wrapped his long arm around her waist.
However, this time he wasn't as overbearing as usual, not immediately kissing Mu Keren into a daze without caring for anything else. Instead, he whispered softly into her ear, "Little one, can't you stop being angry?"
