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Mu Xiaojiu carried Baili Xia out of the door, and as they passed the hall, Mu Xiaoyao and Nangong Xu were clearly watching.

But, the two men acted as if they couldn’t see anything at all, their faces showing not a hint of difference.

They were watching TV, and the show on was the same one that Baili Xia had been watching with them recently.

“Don’t watch ahead!” Catching a glimpse of the scenes playing on the TV screen, Baili Xia, still in Mu Xiaojiu’s arms, called out immediately.

“No way! Wait for me to come back! Wait for me and watch it together! You can’t jump ahead!”

The rascal Brother and her Master, who claimed to hate such brainless idol dramas and said that accompanying her to watch was sheer torture!

And now, while she couldn’t watch, they actually went ahead and watched the later plot.

Could that also be called hating it?

The two paid her no attention, and Baili Xia got so anxious that she started wailing in Mu Xiaojiu’s arms.

“Don’t!

You can’t watch ahead!”

They remained indifferent, so Baili Xia, turning desperate, didn’t even think before she sought help from the man beside her: “Uncle…”

Her large eyes blinked slightly, conveying an expression of pitiable cuteness.

Mu Xiaojiu stopped, turned back, and his cold eyes swept over the two sitting on the couch: “Turn off the TV, go to sleep.”

With a snap, Mu Xiaoyao picked up the remote control and switched the TV off.

He stood up and stretched, then turned and headed towards the door, off to his own room to sleep.

Nangong Xu also had no choice but to stand up, his tall figure moving toward his own room.

Mr.

Xiaojiu was really…

too overbearing, indulging that girl so much; in the future, it would be he who would suffer.

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t care about him; seeing the girl in his arms content and quiet, he continued to lift his legs, stepping out of the apartment.

As they left the recreation building, Baili Xia immediately felt a chill hit her.

She subconsciously pulled on her coat, only then realizing that it was really big.

A long one, it was clearly Uncle’s, big enough to wrap her entire body up.

Feeling her burrow into his arms, Mu Xiaojiu slowed his pace for a moment and then suddenly turned, heading toward a flower bed nearby.

At the edge of the flower bed, he gently set her down, placing her on top of his own feet.

Baili Xia was a bit stunned; she…

had actually forgotten that she was not wearing any shoes.

And now, Uncle, not wanting to dirty her feet, let her stand on the back of his feet…

This guy…

If they hadn’t been arguing earlier, she would definitely have been deeply moved by this gesture.

In fact, even though they had been arguing before, now, she still felt overwhelmingly touched.

He was the high and mighty Uncle, but he…

let her stand on him…

Mu Xiaojiu didn’t seem to notice her reaction; perhaps, to him, this was simply natural.

So he didn’t care at all.

Bending down to zip up her coat, Baili Xia was immediately enveloped snugly inside.

Once the zipper was up, all that was left exposed was her little face.

Standing next to the tall, lean Mu Xiaojiu, she looked incredibly petite.

To the unaware, they might have been mistaken for a father and daughter.

As Mu Xiaojiu picked up Baili Xia again, she couldn’t resist encircling his arm through the long sleeves.

Looking up at his face, which appeared especially stern when silent, she asked in a soft voice, “Uncle, where are you taking me? It’s really… late.”

Actually, it wasn’t that late, but heading out late at night without saying where they were going really made one feel uneasy.

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