Huanhuan put down the remote and bounced up from the sofa, looking at the couple and asking.
Mu Yichen just instinctively looked at Qin Mu. Qin Mu felt uneasy under his gaze and stammered: "I—whether we sleep or not is none of your business, go to bed now!"
Qin Mu sounded a bit stern, but Huanhuan wasn't scared at all. She covered her mouth and laughed, and after a while said, "Mom, your face is so red!"
"Just as red as the apples Grandma bought today."
Chengcheng joined in the fun.
Qin Mu...
"You two should go upstairs to rest quickly. Mom, aren't you tired? Ask Dad to give you a massage. Dad's massage skills are top-notch."
Huanhuan went to pull Qin Mu, and Chengcheng quickly went to pull her too.
Qin Mu stood up helplessly and unwillingly asked, "Who said that? Who said his massage skills are top-notch?"
"You did, you often said it before!"
Huanhuan immediately replied to her.
Qin Mu...
Felt like slapping her own mouth, had she often said such things in the past?
