Although Master Xiao spoke against his own feelings, Ou Lan just knew he came because he missed her.
So, she didn't mind his grumpy face, and instead, with increasing sweetness, she got up to pounce on him.
Suddenly realizing that her hand was still holding Baili Mu's, she sat back down and carefully separated their hands, fearing to wake him, she was especially cautious.
Baili Mu, even in his sleep, seemed particularly afraid of losing this affection, holding tightly; it took her a full minute to separate their hands.
During this process, Master Xiao's face turned as dark as coal, wishing to directly chop off Baili Mu's hand.
Finally separating their hands, Ou Lan, feeling relieved, turned to see the man's cold stare and dark expression, she guiltily rushed over, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him, "Hubby."
Zhan Moxiao stood tall, not hugging her or showing her any warmth, "Let's eat, don't hold so tight, I'm not used to it."
