"I'm not the one who sleeps in, do you think I'm you?"
Chen An placed a hand on his shoulder. On the sea, seven ships with the large character 'Mo' floated like a vast expanse of whiteness, reminiscent of a fairyland. "It's such a hassle. I say just bury it in the ground and be done with it. Do you think you're Snow White?"
Mo Beiyan glanced over at him and pulled Chen An's hand away. "With so many people around, watch your behavior."
"I'm not touching you. Why are you so excited?" Chen An side-eyed him and placed his hand on Mo Nanjue's shoulder. "Jue, don't you agree?"
Mo Nanjue kept a stern face and said nothing. Chen An barely had time to revel in his perceived victory when a small hand reached over and pried his fingers apart, "Mo Nanjue is mine!"
"..."
Chen An was stunned, tilting his head to see Mo Yaochenn glaring at him with his beautiful eyes. He had just woken up and had a deep sense of ownership over his dad. "You're not allowed to touch!"
