You Need to Train Yourself Up

On the surface, this man was as cold as a person could get.

He practically had the word "unapproachable" written on his face.

He was only this much of a hooligan before her.

And he was only this cheeky before her as well.

If she told others that Mo Yesi was actually a perverted hooligan deep down, likely no one would believe it.

"Serious?" Mo Yesi chuckled. "I'm very serious usually. But once I see you, I just can't get serious. What do I do?"

There was no response.

"Baby, you want me to be more serious. But that's only possible under one circumstance."

"What circumstance?" Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but ask, even though she knew that she might not like the answer.

Mo Yesi smiled and picked her up. He sat on the couch and rested her body against his.

Qiao Mianmian was just like a child, sitting on his lap and subjected to his affectionate moves.