Then he reached out, wrapped her waist, and pulled her into his arms.
"Xiao Moli, let me go." An Ziqi angrily pushed him.
"No." Xiao Moli hugged her even tighter.
An Ziqi raised her hand to hit him out of frustration, "Don't you have any shame?"
"Nope." Xiao Moli replied bluntly while lying on her shoulder.
"You're my wife, why do I need to have shame in front of you?"
An Ziqi was so angry she laughed. She had never seen anyone speak such shameless words so righteously.
Unable to push him away, she had to raise her foot to kick him.
"Hiss." Xiao Moli took a sharp breath in and opened his mouth pitifully, "Wife, my foot hurts, I can't stand steady."
An Ziqi angrily hit him on the shoulder, "Don't think I don't know, you're pretending to be pitiful."
Xiao Moli said nothing, silently admitting it.
So what if he was seen through, he didn't really expect to fool her.
As long as he could hold his wife, nothing else mattered.
