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But facing Mu Keren's accusatory gaze, Huang Qingtian remained remarkably calm.
Moreover, before Mu Keren's glassy, accusing eyes, he tapped her head several times in succession.
It wasn't until Mu Keren, clutching her small head, wriggled out from his embrace that Huang Qingtian finally said, "You're practically parceling me out, who else should I hit if not you?"
The little person who had been scolded quite a bit settled down significantly, and the dissatisfaction and annoyance on her face also diminished somewhat.
"I just wanted to beat up the mistress..." she whispered in her own defense.
Seeing Huang Qingtian's long finger reaching out again, she quickly changed her tune: "Alright, I know I was wrong! Even if I want to beat up the mistress in the future, I won't hope for you to be seduced by another. Okay now?"
With Mu Keren's promise, Huang Qingtian's expression improved considerably.
But the long finger he had stretched out did not retract.
