But he really liked her current body condition, it felt better to the touch than a few days ago.
Mr. Mu didn't like Mrs. Mu being as thin as she was in Paris, so frail that he couldn't feel any flesh, making him feel reluctant to use any strength.
Qin Mu didn't notice Mu Yichen coming up, so she was quite at ease during her practice, thankfully her bones weren't too stiff.
Later, while she was practicing yoga, Mu Yichen just sat by the stairs smoking.
The wind blew, and who knows where the smoke went.
Qin Mu was covered in sweat from her practice, her face flushed red. As she hugged the yoga ball to go downstairs, the closer she got to the stairway, the more she smelled the familiar scent of smoke. Her eyes involuntarily moved, and when she walked forward and saw Mu Yichen sitting there, his back made her a little shy, not knowing if he saw her moves earlier.
