The atmosphere was just right, and Gu Qian didn't have the heart to argue with him. She gently massaged his arm, "Is it still sore?"
This was a treat, so Mo Beichen nodded immediately, "It is sore!"
Gu Qian suspected he was taking the opportunity to be playful, but she couldn't really tell, so she just kept massaging, "Xiaoling's eyes were red and swollen again when he came downstairs this morning. That kid is very thoughtful, I always feel like he knows something."
"That kid, indeed." Mo Beichen sighed softly, "He's just like his father. Back when Xiaoqin was six or seven, he encountered Yan Luoxi's grandfather. It was a perilous situation, almost cost him his life. Such a terrifying experience from such a young age. After that, his personality changed. You wouldn't know that Xiaoqin was an insanely cute little boy back then."
