"Is that so?"
Qiao Yi was somewhat skeptical.
As for Qiao Xu, when she heard Lu Moqing's shameless explanation, she wished she could kick him down the stairs.
"Of course."
Lu Moqing put his hand on Qiao Xu's shoulder, smiling innocently, "The more fierce Mommy hits Daddy, the more it shows that she loves Daddy."
Although he was speaking to Qiao Yi, his gaze remained on Qiao Xu's face, and the smile in his eyes gradually grew.
"Isn't it, Xuxu?"
Qiao Xu gritted her teeth and looked at the triumphant smile in Lu Moqing's eyes, for a moment, a smile eventually appeared at the corner of her mouth, "I think you really want to be beaten to death."
Hearing his wife's gritted teeth, Lu Moqing's smile deepened even more. Before she could say anything, Qiao Yi had already reverse-reasoned it by understanding his father's explanation:
"If Mommy beats Daddy to death, does that mean Mommy loves Daddy to death?"
Qiao Xu: "..."
Lu Moqing: "..."