The man's eyes brimmed with laughter, and he hummed a low reply before deepening the kiss.
When the two returned to the West Wing, they stumbled upon the uninvited guest, Song Yunchi.
Song Yunchi was lounging on the sofa, idly crossing his long legs, those affectionate peach blossom eyes observing Little Nuomi and Mu Shaoxi across from him.
His gaze turned somewhat strange at the sight of the couple arriving together.
"Jingxi."
Song Yunchi hesitated, what was going on?
Qiao Xiao'an's daughter was now living in the Main Building; not only that, but they had also brought in a psychologist to give her counseling?
He couldn't tell if the world had become fantastical or if he just couldn't keep up with its pace.
Why couldn't he see through his childhood friend's actions?
Mu Jingxi's eyebrows lifted slightly at this unwelcomed visitor, and he asked, "How did you get here?"
"Came to see you. Why, am I not welcome?"
Was it that he couldn't come because Qiao Xiao'an was here?
