Mù Qiānxún ran barefoot to his side, zooming over and hugged his waist from behind. She playfully stretched out her neck to bite his exposed arm.
Ou Zun patted her head, then said to the person on the other end of the call: "Alright, that's it. I'll take her back after her class ends, hanging up now."
He hung up the phone.
He pinched Mù Qiānxún's cheek, "Are you a dog or something? You really like biting, don't you?"
As he said this, Mù Qiānxún's head was still gnawing on his arm. Hearing a scolding tone in his voice, she felt annoyed and bit down a bit harder.
Bite!
Ou Zun forcefully pried her head away; he doted on her, but he couldn't condone such bad habits.
"Don't bite people in the future."
"I'll only bite you," she retorted and began biting again.
However, Ou Zun just held her head, and she couldn't bite him no matter how hard she tried. The scene was quite comical.
