Yan Xinxin raised her bright, beautiful eyes in confusion, capturing the man's deep and charming gaze under the moonlight in the dark night.
Mo Chuxi curved his lips and leaned his handsome face closer to her.
"Those words are..."
He said, suddenly flipping onto her and pressing her beneath him as he wrapped his arm around her slender waist.
"Those words are... I love you."
"..."
Yan Xinxin felt like she had been played.
But there was no chance to complain, as her small mouth was sealed, and in her breath, her sensations, there was only Mo Chuxi...
A new week began.
Early in the morning, after feeding the baby, Yan Xinxin followed the routine of having breakfast, sending the two siblings to kindergarten, and finally heading to Di Jue with Mo Chuxi.
After helping Mo Chuxi deal with the simple daily tasks, Yan Xinxin would work on some design sketches whenever she had free time.
