Qin Mu helped Xiao Wei into the house, glancing playfully at Mu Yichen. Mu Yichen gave a wry smile, his eyes full of affection, ignoring her as he went to boil some water for her to drink.
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That night, after the video call with Mu Qingxin, the two of them lay in bed, cuddling together. Qin Mu snuggled to absorb the warmth, muttering softly, "Spring in Paris is still so cold!"
"It's not like this is your first time knowing that, and yet you insisted on coming!"
Mu Yichen looked down at her, following her words to remind her.
Qin Mu hugged him tighter, "Mu Yichen, you're so understanding, it's really nice!"
"Is that to say I'm not usually very understanding?"
Mu Yichen furrowed his brow and asked softly.
"Hmph! Usually, you're not the understanding type at all, autocratic, overbearing, and easily jealous. Anyway, when you stubbornly get stuck on something, even if I hired eight oxen, I couldn't pull you back!"
