Nan Wan snorted indifferently, "Why do I feel like you're quite happy."
Mu Jin Huan took a sip of tea, a mysterious smile hovering between his handsome brows, his voice low and slow, "Am I?"
The words 'Bali Island' were what she herself mentioned to Yihan, so later she shouldn't blame it on him.
The man brought the teacup to his lips, even brushing it against her lips, but Nan Wan, eyes closed, ignored him and maintained her aloofness.
"When he cursed me, you clearly heard it," otherwise why wouldn't he ask Huo Yihan why he cursed her, "Oh, so your brother is more important than your wife, right?"
Mrs. Mu was making a fuss again, giving Mr. Mu a bit of a headache.
He placed the teacup on the coffee table, wrapped his arm around the woman's body, his slender fingers pinching her chin, then naturally lowered his head.
He laid gentle, densely packed kisses on her forehead, the wings of her nose, the corners of her lips...
