She's a Mu (8)
Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Shengyang shook his head in amusement as he watched him leave.
He retracted his gaze, turning to look at the white ceiling. His mind was somehow picturing a certain someone's little face followed by the helpless sound of her calling out a certain guy's name.
Unfortunately, it wasn't his name that she was calling…
Feng Shengyang eyes were brooding.
...
In the luxurious ward, wind blew in through the open curtains, flicking up the curtain's edge. And the clear sunlight lit up the floor in a golden splendor.
The two people slept sweetly and soundly in each other's arms.
Just then, the cell phone on the table rang, its noise disturbing their sleep.
Mu Xiaoxiao moved in Yin Shaojie's arms. Finally, she could not stand it anymore. She opened her eyes slightly and her little hand stretched out to get the cell phone.
But her hand was too short. She couldn't reach the phone.
Pouting gloomily, Mu Xiaoxiao groaned.