Yin Mo waited a few seconds without hearing an answer and looked at He Chen with confusion in her eyes, "Why aren't you speaking?"
He Chen looked at her expressionlessly, his thumb pressing firmly on her lips, rubbing twice, "With such a little mouth that can't speak well, what should I use to block it, baby?"
Yin Mo's thoughts went astray, her gaze drifting elsewhere, "Did I say something wrong?"
"No, you didn't." He Chen let go of her shoulders, a teasing smile playing on his lips, "Since it's not that you can't live without me, just stay home and wait for me to come back."
Yin Mo pondered for two seconds, "Then if... I can't live without you, will you take me with you?"
He Chen had the illusion of being ensnared by his own words. He paused, then lifted his lips slyly, word by word, "Don't even think about it."
Yin Mo was a little unhappy but held back from erupting.
Deep down, she actually believed that He Chen wouldn't fool around while outside.
