Can’t take it anymore!
Yan Xinxin’s little universe is about to explode!
This man is definitely doing it on purpose!
He’s flirting with her!
Does he think too highly of her self-control, or is he underestimating his own looks?
Yan Xinxin put down the piping tool in her right hand, angled her body slightly, and just as she was about to lift her head to protest, Mo Chuxi’s right hand suddenly tilted up her chin toward one side of his face—
"Yan Xinxin, you’re such a buzzkill."
Mo Chuxi parted his lips slightly, sounding a bit displeased.
"Pay a little interest tonight, hmm?"
After speaking, Mo Chuxi turned away, and Yan Xinxin understood his words very well.
The sunset faded, and night descended quietly.
Seeing Chenxi enjoying the meal and desserts she had made so happily, Yan Xinxin couldn’t help but feel the same joy, along with an indescribable sense of warming comfort that bubbled up in her heart.
After tidying up the dining area, Yan Xinxin handed two sugar-free mini cakes she had packed to Mo Chuxi.
Little Chenxi stood by Mo Chuxi’s leg, her tiny hand tugging at his shirt.
"Daddy, Xixi doesn’t want to go back yet."
She furrowed her little eyebrows, her eyes filled with reluctance.
Yan Xinxin crouched down, gently patted little Chenxi’s head, and smiled softly.
"Xixi, be a good girl. Sister Xinxin will be waiting for you to come back again."
"Of course it’s true!"
Yan Xinxin smiled and nodded, then raised her right hand and extended her pinky.
"How about we make a pinky promise?"
Mo Chuxi scoffed internally, how childish.
Yet, when his eyes lowered to meet Yan Xinxin’s crescent-moon gaze and faint smile, his heartbeat quickened, and his mindset shifted entirely.
After sealing the promise, little Chenxi waved her tiny hand at Yan Chenxi.
"Bye-bye, Brother Chenxi."
"Make sure to come back!"
Yan Chenxi also felt reluctant; this pretty little sister was someone he loved playing with.
Mo Chuxi carried little Chenxi to the back seat and leaned down to buckle her seatbelt.
The little one blinked her sparkling eyes, staring earnestly at Mo Chuxi.
Daddy is so handsome...
Little Chenxi giggled and suddenly leaned over, her little pink lips planting a kiss on Mo Chuxi’s cheek.
Mo Chuxi froze for a moment, swiftly raising his head, his sharp features serious as he stared at the innocent little face.
"Little one, do you even know what you’re doing?"
"Do you know you shouldn’t do things like that?"
Mo Chuxi paused, a hint of puzzlement crossing his mind.
Could this little one have seen something?
"You’re different from her."
Mo Chuxi gave a rather dismissive response.
"Hmm... how am I different? Xixi is a girl too!"
"You’re right, you are a girl."
Mo Chuxi curved his lips and patted her head, his gaze deep.
"But your sister Xinxin is my woman, so only she can."