"Since you're so happy, why are you crying?"
'Because it feels good.'
Mu Qingyue silently responded in her heart.
A crude junior brother, the suffocating experience, the invasion of hot against cold, and the feeling of crying with makeup slightly ruined by tears...
And the only sound she could make was "lu lu oh cough"...
It's something that others wouldn't understand even if she explained.
And in front of her was her mother, whom she met for the first time, so Mu Qingyue naturally wouldn't say much.
If her Aunt Pei Wanyu was here, she would have said it without hesitation.
"Crying doesn't mean I'm sad."
So at this moment, Mu Qingyue held Lu Jin'an's hand and responded like this.
She wanted to give the junior brother a feeling: she was explaining to protect him, not because she really liked what he did just now.
If he knew that she, his senior sister, liked this sort of thing, he would definitely tease her often.
