Mu Qingxuan rested her elbows on the table, cradling her chin in her hands as she watched him, relaxed and leisurely. "I don't want to listen. I just want to look at you."
Huo Changfeng’s gaze darkened. "Don't toy with me."
With a doting smile, he gave the tip of Mu Qingxuan’s pert nose a light tap, then picked up the large broom from the corner and began to sweep with practiced focus.
Chapter 118