His Beloved Treasure-Chapter 1586 - 444: Kiss of Love 2

Mu Yichen stood there for a while, suppressing his laughter before stretching his long legs to chase her.

Qin Mu paused at the door, feeling the warmth wafting from the house. She thought, if the elders asked, she would say it was just some small things, then run away immediately, not giving them a chance to say another word.

"Mrs. Mu, are you really that timid? How did you manage in Paris all by yourself with our daughter?"

Mu Yichen stood by, watching the show.

"Tsk!"

Qin Mu glared at him!

Mu Yichen chuckled softly, finding Mrs. Mu’s blushing face and flustered look utterly adorable.

"Mu Yichen, let me tell you, with your cold-blooded and heartless nature, and rough treatment of women, if it weren’t for me, no one could stand you!"

Qin Mu angrily chastised him.

"Oh? Who was it that dolled up to the nines because of Anna to ruin our lunch the other day?"

Mu Yichen chuckled, as if waiting for Mrs. Mu to make a fool of herself, his gaze was warm yet mischievous.

Qin Mu inhaled sharply, feeling exasperated.

"Or perhaps Mrs. Mu has forgotten how many women are lining up to climb into your husband’s bed."

"Stop being so smug! It’s because they don’t know how bad you are. Once they find out, they’ll turn and leave immediately!"

Qin Mu’s expression grew worse, taunting him while not entirely convincing herself of what she was saying.

"Oh? Then why is Mrs. Mu still head over heels in love?"

Mu Yichen’s voice suddenly lowered.

His eyes were eagerly gazing at Mrs. Mu.

Everything around them suddenly fell quiet, except for the wind, which continued unabashedly blowing against Mu Yichen.

Qin Mu felt breathless, almost suffocating, then hurriedly started walking inside.

Mu Yichen, seeing her flustered, couldn’t help but smile even more joyfully as he happily followed her inside.

As Qin Mu passed through the living room, sure enough, everyone was looking at her.

"Mommy, what treasure is it?"

"Mommy, did you get toys for me and sister?"

The two little ones immediately stood up from the sofa, their eyes sparkling.

Qin Mu smiled lightly, "Just some scraps of fabric!"

Qin Mu smiled softly, brushing it off.

"Mom, I want to see it!"

Huanhuan was immediately interested, and Qin Mu felt like her legs were about to be nailed down, even though she really wanted to run away.

Mu Yichen walked over and took the box from Qin Mu’s arms before Huanhuan could reach her, saying coolly to his daughter, "This is not for you to play with!"

Huanhuan stopped, staring blankly at her father.

"Upstairs!"

Mu Yichen casually ordered Mrs. Mu, then carried the box upstairs himself.

Qin Mu felt a bit unaccustomed to the sudden lightness in her hands, but after regaining her composure, she smiled at the elders and quickly trotted upstairs after Mu Yichen.

She thought he intended to leave her to deal with it.

But on second thought, he’s not foolish, why would he really let everyone see the box?

At the crucial moment, saving her, Qin Mu felt deeply touched, almost moved to tears.

Once back in the room, she gently closed the door and walked to the sofa with a grin. Mu Yichen placed the box on the coffee table and lightly slipped a nail buffer through the tape to open it.

The smile on Qin Mu’s face gradually faded, then her face grew increasingly hot.

Honestly, seeing something like this, what girl wouldn’t blush?

Qin Mu was a bit shy to look, shifting slightly to the side, though curious, she still turned her head.

After Mu Yichen opened the box, he took out a beautifully packaged box, a bit long in shape, and looked at the woman standing beside him.

Qin Mu couldn’t help but cough lightly twice, then turned her head away, avoiding looking at him.

Mu Yichen chuckled softly, leaning close to her ear, "Let’s try this later!"

Qin Mu’s eyes wandered, her legs slightly trembling, not daring to look at the packaging box because of the pictures on it, much less at Mu Yichen. It was the first time in her life she felt so embarrassed.

Mu Yichen teasingly waved the box in front of her, wherever Qin Mu turned, he followed, something he never did when he was young.

Qin Mu, feeling a bit dizzy from his antics, finally raised her eyes to look at him.

"Mu Yichen, can’t you live without tormenting me?"

"Hmm, but to be precise, it’s more like if I don’t tease you, you can’t live on!"

"You!"

Qin Mu, in exasperation, pointed at his nose, while Mu Yichen faced her with sincere, inky eyes, not avoiding at all. Qin Mu, despite being angered to death, could only lower her hand, then turned her back on him, crossing her arms.