Ji Buwang's brows were still furrowed. "What are you hiding from me?"
She was indeed hiding something from Ji Buwang, but she couldn't possibly let Ji Buwang know about this. Mu Jingzhe shook her head firmly. "Nothing, absolutely nothing!"
Mu Jingzhe coughed. "If you're busy, go ahead. I'm busy too."
Ji Buwang acknowledged this but didn't move. He looked at her and couldn't help but ask, "Oh right, are you carrying me with you?"
"Ah…" Mu Jingzhe didn't react in time. What did he mean by that?
"It's that mini Russian doll I reminded you about previously." Ji Buwang took the little Mu Jingzhe out of his pocket. "I carry you with me. When you aren't around, Little Jingzhe always accompanies me."
Mu Jingzhe had previously guessed that there might be an even smaller Russian doll on Ji Buwang, but it had only been a guess. She hadn't expected it to be true.
