Ou Zun's mood was extremely foul.
Mù Qiānxún didn't even need to try to sense it; she could feel it effortlessly.
There was a shaded path ahead, Mù Qiānxún quickly reached out her hand: "Turn there and stop for a moment."
Ou Zun's thoughts were very gloomy, but upon hearing her familiar voice, he instinctively did as she said.
Ou Zun stopped the car and looked at her: "Do you need to get out and buy something?"
Mù Qiānxún directly unfastened her seatbelt, and with a light leap of her small frame, she sat on Ou Zun's lap, her slender arms wrapping around his neck, her whole body buried in his embrace.
She rubbed her forehead against the soft spot on Ou Zun's neck, her long, smooth hair carrying a faint fragrance.
Ou Zun chuckled, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He gently held her in his arms, his voice languid and casual: "Don't worry."
He knew she was worried about him.
