Mo Ziye looked at Momo disdainfully, "So short, can you push me down if I don't move?"
"I can't, but Ye Zhan can."
Momo raised her fine eyebrows, looking proud.
Off to the side, Qingqing laughed as she held Zirui, "Sister Momo, no need for Ye Zhan to step in, I can help you myself."
"Qingqing?"
Mo Ziye furrowed his brow slightly.
The previous account hasn't been settled yet.
Qingqing smiled appeasingly, "Brother Ziyi, quickly carry Sister Momo to the car, don't miss the lucky hour. When I married you, no one made it difficult for you."
"..."
Mo Ziye gave Qingqing a few glances and squatted down.
Momo gave her a thumbs up; Qingqing, you're incredible.
Exiting the villa, as they passed through the garden, Mo Ziye slowed his pace.
Momo quietly leaned on his back, watching his turtle-speed pace.
She gently called, "Ziyi."
"Hmm."
Just a couple more steps to the villa door.
Momo smiled softly, saying, "Actually, you're quite good, a good brother."
"..."
