An Ziqi's cheeks instantly flushed, and she frantically struggled to push him away.
Having been tormented by Xiao Moli for so long just now, she felt utterly exhausted, not wanting to move a finger, and definitely not wanting to be tormented by him again.
Yet the more she struggled, the more it stirred Xiao Moli's blood, making him restless, and his hands began to misbehave once more, prompting An Ziqi to quickly beg for mercy.
"Hubby, I'm really tired."
Xiao Moli, seeing her quiet down, finally let her go.
He reached out to grasp her chin, lifting her small face, forcing her to look at him. He bit her lips hard and spoke exasperatedly.
"Who permitted you to go to the company? When something like this happens, you should stay home obediently and protect yourself, yet you dare to run and join in the chaos? What if something happens? How did I instruct you before, did you remember even a single word?"
"Are you itching for trouble, or do you want to be disciplined again?"
