Looking at Chu Molin's fiery eyes, Xue Ling didn't care whether Yu Chen was willing to follow or not; she simply picked him up from Qin Xue's hands and left.
"Chu Molin, you're really petty, aren't you?" Qin Xue stared dumbfounded at Xue Ling and the kids' quick actions—truly swift.
"Whether I'm petty or not, aren't you the one who knows best?" Chu Molin shot her a glance, and the sparks in his eyes began to ignite.
"You—" Qin Xue hadn't finished her sentence before Chu Molin picked her up and placed her on the bed. What followed needed no explanation.
"Xue Ling, why did you carry me away? I wanted to sleep with mommy." Sitting on the bed, Yu Chen complained as he glared at Xue Ling, accusing her.
"If you want to sleep with your mom, you'd better ask if your dad's okay with it. If you want your little butt spanked, then go ahead." Xue Ling shot him a glance and left it at that.
