Mu Sihan pulled open the silk blanket Xiaojie had thrown over his head, eyeing Nan Zhi.
Nan Zhi was drying her wet hair and did not understand what he meant, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. "Is your eyelid having a cramp?"
Mu Sihan's expression had turn dark completely.
From the corner of his eye, he saw his Mother-in-law turning around.
Mu Sihan was only wearing underwear, and it really was not nice to meet an elder like this, especially when it was An Feng who already did not have a good impression of him.
Ultimately, Nan Zhi did realize that something was wrong. She hurriedly walked out to see An Feng by the door. Rushing back to the bed, the covered the man under the blanket once more when An Feng turned around.
The atmosphere in the room froze for a second.
Xiaojie, who was in An Feng's arms, covered his eyes with his hands, looking as if he was done with his parents.
