Qin Qi raised the corner of his mouth and teased, "Aunt Mu, is my stuff that delicious? As soon as you come in, you gobble it up without letting go."
Mu Ning realized at this moment that she seemed to have lost her composure.
But she couldn't deny it.
Because this Yang Qi seemed to have an addictive quality, making her unable to extricate herself when drawing it, and even after parting, she still remembered it fondly.
Even though she knew her current appearance was completely different from that high and mighty President Mu.
But she didn't care about these things anymore.
She only mumbled a response, "No, no. I'm just helping you relieve!"
Qin Qi looked at Mu Ning still stubbornly and smiled.
He continued to tease, "Aunt Mu has helped me so much, would you like me to help you in the same way? After all, Aunt Mu here seems to be a bit too excessive."
Mu Ning's delicate body trembled.
She remembered the pleasant sensation when Qin Qi helped her.
She was ashamed to speak.
