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After Mu Qiqi heard this, she frowned, and her entire body was filled with resistance.

Now she was waiting for the man to say no and she was free.

However, the man deliberately went against her. Not only did he not refuse, he even sat closer to the hairdryer, clearly waiting for her to pass.

"Mommy, hurry up, Daddy is all ready."

The little guy could not hide the excitement on his face. He had taken another step forward in their relationship, hoping that his father would not disappoint him.

Mu Qiqi groaned in her heart. Was this child doing this on purpose?

Extremely unwilling, Mu Qi walked in front of the man and picked up the hair dryer on the table. Her hands and feet seemed to have lost all their flexibility, and after playing with it several times, she finally mustered up her courage.

After adjusting the proper temperature, she extended her hand towards the man's black, clean, and short hair. Her soft voice sounded very strange in the quiet room.

Mu Qiqi's body stiffened as she pointed a dryer at the man's hair. Her other hand had nowhere to place it.

"Mommy, why don't you use that hand to help your dad ruffle his hair?" The little guy watched her every move and couldn't help but sit up from the bed.

Mu Qiqi was speechless to the extreme. She turned around and glanced at the little fellow, her expression fierce. "Lie down. It's about time you catch cold."

The little guy lay back down with his eyes half-closed. His happy smile was very bright, and he didn't forget to say, "Mom, you need to use your other hand as well!"

Mu Qiqi was in a state of chaos. She couldn't wait to finish boasting and quickly leave. Doing something like this was undoubtedly a type of torture for her.

Therefore, she gritted her teeth and stomped her foot. She extended her hand that had no place to place it, and weaved it between his supple hair ends.

The fragrance of the light shampoo wafted in the air. Mu Qiqi was slightly dazed.

This man was actually quite charming when he sat there without saying a word, but when he opened his mouth, it was already so annoying.

Suddenly, her small hand along with the hair dryer in her hand was grabbed. The absent-minded Mu Qiqi was startled.

With a scream, she was pulled into a warm embrace by a brute force.

The hair dryer in her hand was still buzzing, just like her messy brain. She was staring at the person in front of her with a blank look.

The man's sweet scent tightly wrapped around her. She wanted to escape, but she didn't have the slightest strength.

Her deep and boundless eyes were like the calm and tranquil surface of the sea. Mu Qiqi only glanced at them once, and was completely unable to extricate herself from them.

The little fellow, who witnessed everything with his own eyes, secretly buried his head under the blanket, laughing so hard that he could barely hold in his laughter.

"Woman, you're scorching me!" Her thin lips parted slightly, and her deep voice was several times more pleasant than the melody of a cello.

Mu Qiqi, who was in a daze, blinked her eyes, and only after a while did she finally understand the meaning of his words.

Embarrassed, she struggled to get out of the man's arms.

"Tell me, how do I make it up to you?" Seeing her struggle, the man's palm increased his strength and pulled her onto his powerful thigh.

Under his body, the ground was scorching hot.

The sudden action scared Mu Qiqi so much that she wanted to cry. "I really didn't do it on purpose."

"Compensate!" No matter how pitifully Mu Qiqi explained, the man wouldn't give up no matter what he did.

Mu Qiqi's heart shook from his shout, and she was almost scared to the point of fainting.

Under the bright and dazzling lights, her pure face turned pink and tender, and the gentle biting of her lips gave off a sense of shyness that seemed ready to burst out at any moment.

The palm that landed on her waist could clearly feel the constant changes in her body temperature. Even through the thin layer of clothes, he seemed to be able to feel the wonderful touch of her soft skin.