Qiao An angrily slammed the table, tilting her head with a look of disbelief and asked, "Isn't this called bullying?"
Before they got married, not only did Little Nuomi sleep with her, being clingy every day wasn't an issue either.
After getting married, Little Nuomi's special privileges were taken away?
If this isn't bullying, then what is?
As a father, isn't he a bit too incompetent?
"Is that so?" Mu Jingxi's gaze was indifferent, unconcerned.
Qiao An: "..."
Little Nuomi, don't cry, mama loves you!
She put the peeled shrimp into Little Nuomi's bowl, while Mu Jingxi picked up a napkin and wiped his hands. "I was just calmly explaining things to her; it's because she can't accept this cruel reality that she's crying."
"No matter what, Little Nuomi is crying because of you!"
"If we really delve into cause and effect, that's indeed the case."
Little Nuomi cried because of him, but he didn't think he was wrong.
His wife could only share a bed with him.
