"Am I someone you can just hold whenever you want?"
What a joke, was Qiao An that casual?
Hold what, no holding allowed! Qiao An angrily pushed him away, and Mu Jingxi staggered a few steps back. With a serious face, he asked, "Qiaoqiao, I want to hold you, may I?"
"You may not."
The next second, she was still pulled into an embrace.
Mu Jingxi held her tightly, his deep and magnetic voice filled with pure delight, "Do you know, I heard from the servant that you ran away from home out of jealousy, I was ecstatic."
"Who's jealous?"
"…"
"Who ran away from home?"
"…" Mu Jingxi chuckled softly, her jealous look was really cute.
Qiao An clenched her fists, pounding on his chest, "Let me go, don't touch me. Let me tell you, I don't care what you do with Lai Qinghuan, I am not jealous!"
"Then why did you run away from home?" Mu Jingxi asked.
Qiao An was so angry that she kicked him, "You are so annoying, I said I didn't run away from home, don't you understand human speech?"
