"Sleep!"
She struggled gently, then scooted a bit more towards the edge of the bed.
The person who usually nestled into his arms was now suddenly resistant to him, and Mu Yichen reflexively moved closer to her from behind, "Baby!"
"Mu Yichen, stop messing around!"
Qin Mu muttered softly.
Only then did Mu Yichen realize she was aware of his return.
Mu Yichen slightly lifted his head, concerned by her upset demeanor, worrying if she felt unwell, but then heard his phone go off behind him.
He reluctantly reached for the phone to check the WeChat message.
"Home?"
"Mhm."
Mu Yichen responded with a word, put the phone down, and then went back to coax her, only to be interrupted just as he had embraced her.
He couldn't help but sigh, then reached for the phone again.
"When you get home, you need to accompany your wife!"
Mu Yichen didn't reply, his eyes flickered, and in a flash, he turned his phone to silent mode.
