"Does it hurt here?" Mu Anqing lowered her head and asked softly.
But Yu Zichen was immersed in that beautiful feeling at the moment and didn't hear Mu Anqing's question at all.
"Hey, does it hurt here?" Mu Anqing patiently asked Yu Zichen again.
"Ah?" Yu Zichen didn't hear Mu Anqing's question at all, so he could only nodded vaguely: "Yes."
"Well, let me rub it for you." Mu Anqing nodded, and then she gently rubbed Yu Zichen's belly.
But after a while, Yu Zichen felt uncomfortable and hot all over his body.
He is a normal man! If he still can’t feel the beauty in his arms, it means he has a physical problem.
So he quickly pushed Mu Anqing away, and then said to her with an unnatural look on his face: "Well, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
"So fast?" Mu Anqing opened her mouth in disbelief, feeling that something was wrong.
"Haha, yes!" Yu Zichen nodded hurriedly and laughed twice.
"Yu Zichen, why do I feel like you are playing tricks on me!" Mu Anqing frowned in displeasure, then looked at Yu Zichen suspiciously.
"No way!" Yu Zichen quickly refuted Mu Anqing's words, but the more he did this, the more guilty he seemed.
"Hmph, stop pretending to be sick and being cute for me. Anyway, you have to send me home today." Mu Anqing folded her arms and leaned on the backrest, ordering Yu Zichen like a queen.
"An Qing, I..." Yu Zichen scratched his hair irritably. He originally wanted to explain to Mu Anqing, but when her cold eyes swept him away, he couldn't say anything.
"Stop talking nonsense and take me home quickly!" Mu Anqing glanced at Yu Zichen, suppressed her smile, and said seriously.
"Oh." Yu Zichen responded in a low voice, and finally started the engine obediently.