I'll Teach You a Lesson If You Continue to Mess Around

It was as if she had returned to her thirteen or fourteen-year-old self.

She was thin to begin with and had a small build. Zong Zhengyu was tall and had long legs. Lifting her up was not an issue at all.

When she was young, she would often pester Zong Zhengyu to lift her high up.

Because every time she was lifted, she felt like she was at the top of the world.

Only in Zong Zhengyu's world.

She felt safe.

Not long after Zong Zhengyu fulfilled Mu Anan's request, he put her down and let her lie on his shoulder.

Mu Anan skillfully wrapped her legs around Zong Zhengyu's waist.

She tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. She took a deep breath of Seventh Master's scent before closing her eyes in satisfaction.

Zong Zhengyu rubbed the side of her face and turned around to leave with Mu Anan.

Luo Sen's car was already waiting at the door.

At 10 p.m., Zong Zhengyu personally drove over to fetch the girl.