Bad person?
His head was aching, but he knew he was really bad.
He wanted to be even badder, to make her only dare to nod at him.
Later, as Qin Mu lay in bed, he turned his gaze to her in the dim light, which was just bright enough for Qin Mu to see his clearly defined features and the warmth of his facial contours highlighted by the light.
Such a handsome man, if only his temper were a little better, there really wouldn't be much to criticize.
Outside, a light rain was falling, and the humidity in the room was quite nice as she listened to the sound of the air conditioner blowing.
The door was gently pushed open, then forcefully closed.
"Mommy!"
Qin Mu's face suddenly heated up, hearing Huanhuan's calls from outside the door.
Probably the whole building heard it, right?
When exactly did that little girl start to understand so much?
He muttered lowly, "She'll surely be as intractable as you when she grows up."
"You're the one!"
Qin Mu mumbled.
