Having let go of a heavy burden, Mo Nanze and Lu Yinfeng were particularly immersed in, enjoying themselves.
As things were winding down, a knock sounded.
Mo Nanze frowned, a hint of displeasure on his flushed face.
He kissed Lu Yinfeng's neck, murmuring hoarsely, "Xiao Zhi is making a fuss about wanting you to accompany her to sleep again... Let's ignore her!"
The knocking didn't stop.
Mo Zhi's loud yelling penetrated the well-insulated door, reaching the couple's ears.
Lu Yinfeng smiled and nudged Mo Nanze, intending to get up and check on Mo Zhi.
Mo Nanze, like throwing a tantrum, held Lu Yinfeng even tighter.
"Yinfeng, can you focus more on me? Hmm?" his voice was lazy, with an upward inflection that revealed a hint of jealousy.
Mo Zhi, being seven years old, was gradually becoming more perceptive. It was a crucial time for shaping her personality, so naturally, Lu Yinfeng paid more attention to her.