Sitting on the man's lap, Qiao An felt completely awkward.
She dared not move, and could only glare at him fiercely with her beautiful eyes, "Mu Jingxi, let me go!"
"You're the one who sat up here first, now you're stuck with it."
"You...!"
Mu Jingxi admired her angry look for a while before speaking slowly, "Alright, still mad at me? As soon as I got off the plane, I came over to cook for you. Aren't you even slightly appeased?"
"Who asked you to be attentive?"
"I'm volunteering to be attentive, is that okay?" He pecked her cheek lightly with his thin lips, "Honey, don't be mad anymore."
"Get off. If you're going to talk, just talk, why are you hands-on while doing it?"
She hadn't even finished speaking, who allowed him to kiss her?
Such a beast!
Qiao An pressed her red lips together, looking like she would get angry if he didn't let go.
Mu Jingxi pinched her chin, shaking it lightly, both amused and helpless, "Still mad?"
"What do you think?"
How could she not be mad?
