Yaoyao glanced at Xiaoguai, then continued knocking on the door, her little lips pouting high, thinking, "Why is it always her who has to knock on the door?"
The man inside, however, burst out swearing, "Damn it!"
Wen Wan, excited, pushed the man aside and sat up, "I'm hungry too, get up quickly, let's go out for breakfast together."
The person whose mood was ruined scratched his hair forcefully and cursed a few more words before reluctantly getting out of bed.
"Didn't Dad tell you that you are only allowed to knock three times when you knock on the door?" Mo Siluo, after coming out, called over Little Mo Yao and asked.
Yaoyao, with her lips petulantly pouting, stretched out her finger and pointed at Xiaoguai, "Brother told me to knock."
Mo Siluo frowned and looked towards Xiaoguai, who simply stared straight at the ceiling.
Rubbing his temples, Mo Siluo felt that this little devil was simply his nemesis, even more headache-inducing than Gu Yang.
