A crying mer

"Let me down," Wen Gui snapped as his arms twisted themselves around Mo Yan's neck. He glared at the woman who was already a mother of two daughters, both of them being in their twenties but this woman still had a lot of passion left in her body. 

Mo Yan smiled at her glaring husband before saying, "Don't worry, I will not let you fall."

As she spoke Mo Yan started heading to their bedroom, causing Wen Gui to start flailing. 

He said, "Who cares about that? If you don't let me go now, I will not let you off." 

"When did I ask you to let me off?" Mo Yan chuckled as she waited for the door of their bedroom to open. "I want you to hold onto me tightly." 

Wen Gui: (ㅅ´ ˘ `)

Behind the two of them, Mo Xifeng who was holding a glass of orange juice : (ง ͠ಥ_ಥ)ง

Just because she was single, she had to see such things! 

No one had even an ounce of care for her.