This day was a Sunday, and Mu Qian stayed home all day. The weather was hot, so Lan Ling took Little Muxiao to the pool to play in the water. Rongrong seized the opportunity, dressed herself up pretty and in a super short skirt, knocked on the door twice, then pushed it open and walked in, locking the door behind her.
Mu Qian was on the phone in the study, wearing a comfortable gray homewear, his back relaxing and calm yet not lacking in pride.
Rongrong, upon seeing his clothes, felt particularly delighted. She had bought these homewares for him; she owned a set as well, hers being a couple's matching set with his. As Mu Qian finished his call, she approached him and hugged him from behind.
She pressed her delicate face tightly against his back and whispered softly, "Qian."
Mu Qian pulled her hands away and turned to look down at her, "What is it?"
