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"Ah!"
In the stillness of the early morning, a scream suddenly pierced the quiet room.
Qin Mu, bleary-eyed, sat up and turned her head to see a man trying to get up from the floor.
Fearing he might roll onto his daughter, yet unwilling to sleep on the sofa, Mu Yichen had been sleeping on the edge of the bed. But in his morning drowsiness, he had completely forgotten about this arrangement and rolled off the bed.
Meanwhile, the little girl in the middle of the large bed was still sleeping soundly!
"Are you okay?"
Qin Mu whispered to him, not wanting to wake their daughter.
"I'm dying!"
Mu Yichen decided to just lie on the carpet.
Upon hearing this, Qin Mu immediately lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and walked over to him, crouching down to ask, "Where are you hurt?"
No sooner had she spoken than she was pulled down next to him, ending up right beside his face.
"Silly woman! How could your husband, a grown man, get hurt from that? It's not like I fell from the sky."