"Well, watching my wife dance is also a job." Mo Fei said with a half-smile.
Ke Zi lowered her head and continued to fight monsters. After a long while, she realized something. Watching her wife dance?
She raised her head, and Mo Fei was still looking at her, with a narrow light flashing in his eyes, and Ke Zi suddenly had a bad premonition.
"What are you looking at?" She did dance in the afternoon, but he wasn't there.
Murphy played the computer sound.[
A familiar sound of music, occasionally accompanied by slight breathing and light footsteps, echoed in the study.
The music was very soft, and Ke Zi's heart was pounding straight to the chest.
Damn it!
She put down the mouse and jumped up to run to the opposite side. Murphy stretched out his arms to pick her up. He pulled her into his arms and let her sit on his lap.
Ke Zi had no time to pay attention to his movements. She opened her eyes and looked at the computer. Sure enough, it was the scene in the dance studio. All her expressions while dancing were recorded. Because she was in a bad mood, she never smiled.
But now, she couldn't laugh even more.
"You installed a camera!" She looked at him accusingly, a little angry. She had no idea whether there were cameras installed in the dance room or other places.
This pervert!
"Don't be angry. You dance so beautifully. I can record it for you and watch it again. Besides, I didn't even see you dancing."
Murphy said with some regret that since the first time he saw her dancing, he had been fascinated by her dancing and her unobtrusive smile. But she didn't smile in the afternoon. Was she in a bad mood?
"You can't record that! You're not spying on others in a public place. This is at home."
Ke Zi frowned and was about to jump off his lap angrily. Murphy hugged her tightly and rubbed her face affectionately, "Honey, of course our family recorded it for me to watch. What are you worried about?"
"Besides the dance studio, are there any other places?"
"Well, no more." Being glared sternly by his wife, Murphy touched his nose and shook his head obediently.
"Huh!" She hummed softly and jumped down to continue playing the game.
Murphy put his hands behind his head and watched idly as she took two steps, suddenly stopped, and fell back again at a very fast speed.
The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with evil smiles. Ke Zi was going crazy because she suddenly thought of something!
If the dance room is equipped with cameras, then, on that day, they were in the dance room...
Her face turned red all of a sudden, and she was so embarrassed that she asked, "Murphy! When did you install the camera?" She asked him with some luck.[
Mo Feixiao looked extremely evil, "I'll start by helping you decorate this dance room."
She was really going to vomit blood.
"You did it on purpose!" She angrily stepped forward to pull him, but he pulled her back into his arms.
"What's wrong, baby? Why are you so angry all of a sudden?" He raised his hand and stroked her soft red lips, and chuckled.
"Stop pretending. Were everything that happened that day captured?" She angrily strangled his neck.
Murphy was still laughing as she shook him, "You want to see it?"
"Delete!" she screamed, and simply went to look through his computer herself.
Someone behind her said quietly: "I've recorded it."
"You!" Ke Zi took a breath and turned back to stare at him in disbelief, "You are so perverted, why are you like this?"
"This is art. When we get old, we can play it as a memory."
He laughed so hard that Ke Zi felt like he deserved a beating. How could anyone use this as a memory?