"What exactly do you want to do?" she asked, her gaze coldly fixed on him.
Taixu Zi remained silent, pulling her forward as Mo Xue resisted with all her might in the opposite direction, refusing to go with her.
"You had better behave and come with me!" Taixu Zi warned her with a sideways glance.
"I won't!" Mo Xue retorted, chin lifted haughtily as she glared back at him.
"So you won't go?"
"That's right, I won't!"
Taixu Zi's eyes narrowed dangerously, a faint ghostly light bursting forth.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became extremely tense.
Little Xuanzi sensed that something was wrong and immediately turned his back to them.
He silently prayed to himself, I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything...
Suddenly, Taixu Zi pulled Mo Xue into his arms and lifted her up in a bridal carry.
If she was unwilling to walk, then he would simply carry her.
