Well, shit. Feng Tianyi thought to himself.
How would he explain this to these children? That he didn't mean to spend the night sleeping next to their mother.
By the way the two little buns looked at him, Feng Tianyi realized they didn't know the implications of seeing him on the bed next to their mother. He wondered what the two little buns were thinking right then.
"Morning." He muttered and pinched the bridge of his nose.
This was awkward! He didn't want anyone to think that he was attempting to eat the tofu by having Tang Moyu on his bed!
Why did he keep on shooting his own foot anyway? He should have forced his way out of Tang Moyu's hold last night and escaped from the room. But seeing her cry in her sleep, Feng Tianyi felt uncomfortable leaving her alone.
As if on cue, Tang Moyu stirred from her slumber, rolled on her side, and groaned. Everything was blurred at first, but she felt her head aching as soon as she woke up.
