Originally came to confront her, but because of her small complaint about feeling stuffed, he started rubbing her belly.
Jiang Xun was initially anxious, worried that Mu Jingxi might do something crazy.
Unexpectedly, the young lady coaxed him with little effort...
His worries were for nothing.
Mu Jingxi wrapped his arm around Qiao An's waist, his possessive stance clearly marking his territory.
The men who had intentions towards Qiao An conceded, realizing they couldn't compete with Mu San Shao, and backed away.
No one dared to disturb them.
"You've scared everyone away," Qiao An said as she wiped her mouth with his handkerchief.
Her tone included a playful hint of complaint.
Mu Jingxi picked up on it, raising an eyebrow, clearly displeased, "What, I disturbed you?"
"Not at all," Qiao An smiled sweetly, buttering him up, "I just wanted to say my husband's aura is too powerful! No one here can match you!"
"Hmm." The man snorted coldly.
