It's undeniable that Mu Jingxi possessed a handsome exterior.
Such an allure simply from his face could easily bewitch one's heart.
Those deep, profound eyes were like fathomless whirlpools, a single glance could draw someone in, drowning them completely.
This time, she accidentally stared a little too long.
"When are we going to register?"
Qiao An blinked her beautiful eyes and chuckled.
"Don't laugh." Mu Jingxi grasped her chin, forcing her to be serious.
Her chin ached, and Qiao An frowned in pain, clenching her fists and lightly punching his chest twice, "It hurts!"
"I meant for you, this little bastard, to feel the pain."
Despite his words, his grip inadvertently softened as he caressed her with his fingertips, "Tell me, when are we going to register?"
Qiao An's eyes darted around, too guilty to meet his gaze.
Register?
Ha, she had never considered registering with him!
And the talk of taking responsibility, she had never taken it seriously.