"Should I give Mom a call?" she asked.
"No need!"
Mu Yichen felt his wife still wasn't focused enough, even at this time she was thinking about calling home; was he not doing his job well enough?
So, he decided to apply a few more tricks to keep her mind off anything else.
But...
"Mom will worry!"
Qin Mu reminded in a low voice.
"She's already used to it."
Mu Yichen bit her gently and unconsciously let out a smile, reminding her.
Qin Mu...
Now, she was nearly fainting from being toyed with by the robust President Mu; she just wanted to appear not too miserable and weak, but it seemed President Mu had no intention of giving her that chance.
Mu Yichen still carried her to the sofa, for fear that too much force might hurt her against the door.
So, he supported her as they moved back towards the sofa.
Qin Mu wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, breathing weakly, feeling the warmth of his chest, even through his shirt.
