"Well, it's just... I..." Yun Mu mumbled on, obviously hesitating.
"Hmph! I knew it. There's something wrong with you. You want to do something bad to me!" Qingcheng took on an attitude of being right and refusing to let it go, which was quite comical.
"Oh my gosh, big sister, what are you thinking?" Yun Mu knew Qingcheng must have misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained, "It's an unconscious reaction of my body, what does it have to do with me?"
Yun Mu felt quite wronged, he had almost conquered Qingcheng in his dream, but to think that this girl had startled him awake with her shouting...
Yun Mu complained inwardly: you won't let me touch you, you even ruin my dreams, I really seem to have met my match in you.
"Alright, alright, my dear wife, I won't argue with you anymore. Blame me, okay?" Yun Mu said with an innocent face.
Yun Mu's tent was still pitched high, which wasn't his fault for being a rascal—helpless, who would be energetic and brimming with vitality?
