Once dressed, I invited the two of them to the side hall, where Feng Xuxu nestled into a single sofa, cradling a cup of hot tea in her hands, sipping it little by little.
In contrast, the two of them sat opposite each other, each eyeing the other with disdain.
"Young Master Xiao, out with it, why have you come to my place in the middle of the night without sleeping?" Feng Xuxu looked at the two of them, squabbling like roosters, with speechlessness.
"... I missed you, came to see you," Xiao Chen frowned and spoke his true feelings. He feared that if he didn't speak up, someone might whisk her away.