Mu Jingxi grabbed a pillow, nodded with a smile, graceful and noble, like a suave gentleman.
"Qiaoqiao, then I won't be polite."
He decided to forgo politeness to kiss her.
"Bring it on!" Qiao An gripped the pillow firmly, launching the first attack.
Mu Jingxi, with his tall frame, nimbly dodged, and Qiao An's pillow swings failed to hit him even once.
She stamped her foot in frustration, stood on the bed, and looked down at him, "That's not working, let's change the rules. We can only fight on the bed, no getting off."
Mu Jingxi paused to consider, "Won't that be a bit inappropriate for children?"
As he spoke, he even gave a concerned glance at the little buddy Qiao Xiaonuo, who was standing on the couch, cheering him on.
Qiao An clenched her fists and growled irritably, "What kind of nonsense are you thinking about in your head!"
Inappropriate for children, my foot! Dirty rascal!
