Chapter 92 Women Are Unpredictable_2

The moment the person touched the chair, it started rocking back and forth, causing Zhou Mu's body to stiffen up. With some clever effort, he stabilized his figure and finally stopped the chair from swaying.

Gu Changsheng laughed at his misfortune, "You don't plan on using all this effort to keep your balance the whole time, do you?"

Zhou Mu shot a cold glare, while that woman smiled beautifully.

"Alright, you don't need to strain yourself, just sway with the chair, relax."

It was then that Zhou Mu relaxed his body and lay back.

The autumn was high and the air fresh, the sunlight gently passing through the eaves and casting mottled shadows in the courtyard, a rare pleasure indeed.

To be certain of no allergic reaction, everyone tested a little on their wrists. Gu Changsheng, confident now, picked up his son and reclined in an empty chair, "Xiao Cui, come help us with our face masks."