"He's handsome too. But maybe just a tad less so than now!"
Looking at her as she clung to him like a little monkey, Huang Qingtian could only helplessly raise his hand to gently smooth her somewhat disheveled hair.
"You little rascal, one day you're going to be the death of me!"
Though he said this, Huang Qingtian nevertheless bowed his head and lightly pecked Mu Keren's lips.
It felt as though if one day Huang Qingtian really did die of anger because of her, it would be with his full consent.
But the kiss quickly strayed from its course.
The nightgown on Mu Keren's body was soon pulled into disarray.
Every morning, Huang Qingtian was always eager for her.
This was something Mu Keren knew very well.
After all, she fell asleep early last night because she was too tired, and didn't allow him to…
So, in this moment, Mu Keren did not reject Huang Qingtian.
