On the other hand, Luo Chenxi ignored Mu Yichen's darkened face and hugged the little dumpling tightly.
'My little dumpling is really too understanding, I haven't doted on her for nothing!'
Left without any other choice, Mu Yichen took a deep breath, turned around and entered the bathroom which was an en-suite to the first-class ward.
20 minutes later, Mu Yichen reappeared, freshened up this time.
On the other hand, the two people on the bed were already sound asleep as their similar looking little faces were pressed together, seeming extremely intimate.
At the sight of this, Mu Yichen's gaze instantly became gentle as he lifted the blanket and climbed onto the bed.
However, this time, he was not met with any retaliation. 'Very good!'
The corners of Young Master Mu's mouth curled up as he pulled the little woman and the little troublemaker, who had frightened him for the entire day, into his arms.
"Goodnight, my angels."