Song Yunchi: "..."
What kind of congratulations is this!
Qiao Xiao'an, you're ruthless!
Do you know what being ruthless means!
After hanging up the phone, Qiao An could imagine Song Yunchi's frustrated face, and her mood instantly brightened.
She put down her phone, nestled into Mu Jingxi's arms, and laughed happily.
"Feeling good?" Mu Jingxi pinched her chubby ear lobe, which felt really nice.
Her ears are very sensitive, and normally she wouldn't let anyone casually touch her lobes, but she was in a good mood now, and didn't resist his playful pinching.
Raising her head, Qiao An peeked at him a bit sheepishly, poking his chest with her tender fingers repeatedly, "Hubby..."
"Hmm?"
"I sold you out."
"I heard you."
"Hehe, aren't you mad?"
"Do I have the right to be mad?" Mu Jingxi felt a mix of amusement and helplessness as he pinched her ear lobe, "As long as you're happy."
