"Livestream?"
Mo Chuxi looked at Mo Qingning with great interest.
"What do you want me to livestream? If it's to livestream me kissing my wife for a minute, there's no need for a bet; I'd be happy to do it right away."
"...Mo Chuxi, stop spouting nonsense. I don't want to livestream something like that with you online!"
Yan Xinxin, blushing, seemed displeased and glared at Mo Chuxi.
"You're dreaming! It won't be something good like that!"
Mo Qingning cleverly smiled and leaned her pretty face close to Mo Chuxi's handsome face.
She had an air of mystery mixed with seriousness, causing Mo Chuxi to freeze momentarily.
His brief pause and surprise were a charming contrast to his usual aloof and indifferent demeanor, adding a touch of cute charm to his handsome face.
Mo Qingning raised her elegant brows and gave a mysterious smile.
"I want you, Young Master Mo, to livestream to the whole internet and reveal a secret from when you were seven years old."
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