Xiao Moli followed her in from behind and took a seat on the couch next to her, stretching out his arm to pull her into his embrace.
Resting his chin on her shoulder, he poked Little Xiao'an's face a couple of times with his other hand, and then fluttered it before her eyes, enticing the little one to flail her small hands around as if she were trying to catch butterflies.
An Ziqi said helplessly, "She's eating, stop bothering her."
Xiao Moli glanced at her, his fingers still teasing their daughter, "Why did you bring Mu Qing?"
An Ziqi curled her lip, "All because of the romantic troubles you've caused. You manage to suffer amnesia and still end up attracting a young girl.
Tell me, did you do something to that young girl?"
Although she was grateful to Mu Qing for having saved Xiao Moli in the past, An Ziqi inevitably felt uncomfortable with a woman harboring feelings for Moli by her side.
