Facing her initiative to kiss him, Mu Xingye certainly wouldn't pass it up.
He held her and kissed her back.
Tasted every part of her small mouth.
After ten minutes, Xia Pengpeng leaned on the sofa, breathing unevenly, her lips burning with pain. Had she known, she wouldn't have tempted him!
"Does your stomach still hurt?"
"The stomach is much better too, Mu Xingye, how are you going to explain this to Baby Mu?"
When Mu Xingye thought of the way Baby Mu had doubted him earlier, the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily. Being questioned by his son about his own abilities, how frustrating could that be?
"Baby Mu is a well-behaved child, as long as we explain it properly to him, he will be able to accept it."
"Mm-hmm," Xia Pengpeng nodded in agreement.
"We could buy him a small animal, or maybe a puppy or kitten or something."
"Actually, buying those is not as good as setting aside time to spend more with him."
