You Really Can't Judge A Book By Its Cover

After returning home, Mo Zixi held onto Yao Anqi and said beside her ear, "Let's go pick up our son tomorrow and take him for a day out. What do you say?"

Yao Anqi looked at Mo Zixi and hugged him back with a nod, "That would be great, we haven't gone out as a family before. But, Mr. Mo, I have work tomorrow."

"In that case...I'll take Xingzhe out and we'll come pick you up at night."

Yao Anqi nodded her head. She then said suggestively to Mo Zixi, "Actually, I'm almost clean..."

Mo Zixi's eyes immediately lit up as he lifted Yao Anqi in his arms, "Were you deliberately tricking me?"

Yao Anqi hooked her arms around Mo Zixi's neck and buried her head into his chest; she knew what was about to happen.

But, she had to admit that she desired this man as well. As time passed, she too, missed his body.