Is That Not A Slap To The Face Of The Sheng Family?

"I see. Hurry up and take a shower, then. We'll wait for you for dinner."

Not daring to provoke the scowling monster behind her, Mu Qiqi promptly headed upstairs. Sheng Xiao soon entered, and promptly picked her up and dumped her into the bathtub.

"It was a three-hour journey this time. I would not have made it if you go somewhere further next time, and what would you do then?"

Mu Qiqi simply reached out to embrace in while breathing in large gasps of all, as if that was the only way to prove that she was not dreaming.

After sleeping so close with the red-dressed corpse for the entire night before, she still felt a little scared.

"I can do anything to protect myself—trust me."

Watching her small face and the dark circles under her eyes, Sheng Xiao could imagine that she did not sleep well in the mountains and therefore stopped rebuking her. Holding her and finishing their bath, they went downstairs to have dinner, invigorated.