C737 They Would Become Old Men

Duan Rou held back the urge to hug Xixi tightly and had sex with him. She squatted down and pinched his face. "It seems you inherited your father's intelligence."

She casually said it, but it attracted Fu Muxuan's merciless glare.

What did she mean? She inherited Lih Mochi's intelligence, so she wanted to lower her intelligence? Fu Muxuan's gaze was cold as she looked around Duan Rou's back