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The next day, early morning.
Qiao An got up early, pushed aside the man next to her, and sat up.
An arm reached over, wrapped around her waist, and pulled her back down.
Qiao An couldn't help but speak, "Mu Jingxi, enough, don't be so clingy."
"Sleep a little longer."
"No, if it's any later, we'll be late."
"Five more minutes."
"Really can't." She removed his hand, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.
She went into the bathroom and quickly washed up, while Mu Jingxi followed her in, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked at her in the mirror.
His thin lips held a barely-there smile, "Good morning kiss."
Qiao An, brushing her teeth, glanced at him with annoyance and mumbled, "Stop it."
His warm thin lips pecked her cheek lightly, then released her.
After getting ready and horsing around in the bedroom, the two went to the children's room to see Little Nuomi.
