An Xuan was wearing a satin pajama.
He caressed his stomach with one hand, "I didn't eat enough tonight, and now I'm a little hungry. I was about to go downstairs to cook some noodles when I opened the door and heard you talking to the door panel, brother-in-law..."
An Xuan's words stopped mid-sentence as he seemed to suddenly understand something. Pointing at Huo Zhanting, he asked, "Brother-in-law, you couldn't have been locked outside, could you?"
Huo Zhanting, unable to save face, naturally didn't want to admit it. Just as he was about to come up with an excuse, the door that hadn't budged an inch swung open, and An Lan peered out, feigning confusion at Huo Zhanting.
"Zhan Ting, why didn't you come in? What are you doing standing at the door? And Xiaoxuan, why haven't you gone to sleep?"
An Lan's appearance confused An Xuan for a moment.
