In the room, the family of three was stopped dead in tracks.
After a moment, Mo Boyuan had broken the silence, “Mo Zhining, what did you just do?” He was picking up his slipped towel on the floor. He tied the towel back to his waist, and his tone was sinister as he uttered the words.
Mo Zhining got so afraid that his little body was trembling. “No, daddy. It was an accident!” He didn’t know what he was doing. He had accidentally yanked his towel, and it just fell off.
Well, he was lucky that he was Mo Boyuan’s son. He might’ve been thrown out of the room otherwise.
Jiang Tingxu’s cheeks were blushing. Everything happened so fast. Though she’d tried hard to look away, she still managed to catch a glimpse. It was such a raunchy view, and she could feel her head throbbing from her sudden increase in her blood pressure.
Meanwhile, the man in front of her had been staring with his passionate and burning eyes. She could almost feel her heart jumping out from her chest.
“Ahem, I didn’t see anything either.” As she said that, she carried Mo Zhining and ran off.
After the bathroom door had closed, Mo Boyuan shuddered. Then, he lowered his head and started checking himself out. As he had just came out from the shower, his abs were popping more than usual. His wasn’t as muscular as any fitness coaches at the gym, nor his body had looked like Tyson’s. Instead, he looked leaner, and the muscle lines fit perfectly on his body.
He looked slim when he had clothes on, but when he took off his clothes, ooh la la!
As he examined his muscular body, he felt good about himself. Yet Mo Boyuan could not help thinking about the calm composure Jiang Tingxu had on her face when she saw him naked.
Poor Mo Boyuan, he had no idea she almost had a nose bleed from witnessing something so graphic. But what was on his mind was on the contrary—shouldn’t she pounce at him from excitement?
Mo Boyuan had seen the comments of his female fans on Weibo. Every one of them was wild and terrifying. Earlier, some had especially favored leaving such comments on Weibo—OMG. I wanna have your babies!
The comments past two years were even more explicit. They went—OMG. I wanna ovulate for you!
They were all of the same genders. How did Mo Boyuan’s wife remain cool, calm, and collected?
In the bathroom, Jiang Tingxu didn’t know that Mo Boyuan had let his imagination run wild, fantasizing about the impossible. If she knew, she would’ve probably slapped him in the face—didn’t he crave for her intense reaction? Maybe this would suffice.
After washing up Mo Zhining and applying some lotion for him, Jiang Tingxu opened the door. “Alright, go now. Eat your breakfast if you’re hungry. Mommy will be out very soon after my shower.”
“Okie, I’ll be waiting!”
“Alright, sweetie.”
As Mo Zhining walked out of the bathroom, he saw his daddy still grounded in the same spot, looking like he was thinking hard about something. He knew he was guilty of being mischievous, so he had tried to tiptoe past his daddy. However, it was hard to miss him when a three feet tall kiddo was walking by Mo Boyuan, a perfectly healthy adult, or else he’d need to have his eyesight checked.
Mo Zhining was helpless when Mo Boyuan had stood in his way. “Daddy?” Please tell me you’re not going to beat me up, he thought.
Mo Zhining quivered. He started scanning for the best escape route as he was afraid things would get ugly.
“Kiddo, what did your mommy say to you in the shower?”
Eh?
“Nothing much, daddy. Why don’t you ask Jiang Tingxu if you wanted to know?”
Heh. If it was that easy, he could’ve asked her straight. Once again, he could confirm that the devil had sent this little brat to make his life miserable.
“Summer is coming. Do you want to have summer classes, or do you want to play all summer?”
As soon as the words came out leisurely, Mo Zhining’s eyes had lit up. “Daddy, can I not go to summer classes?”
