Qin Mu subconsciously slipped his hands into the back pockets of his pants and then, touching his own behind, he walked away.
Uh-huh, there was always this feeling of being about to get kicked.
After returning to the room, he quietly closed the door behind him but didn't hurry forward, instead walking slowly.
Qin Mu reached the sofa to look at him, nearly blurting out, "I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
Because he had remembered the promise they had made before, no matter how much they argued, they should never sleep back to back, let alone stay out all night, so...
Endure it!
Qin Mu sat on the sofa and happened to see his phone, so he picked it up and started fiddling with it.
Mu Yichen stood to the side watching: "Zhuo Wen is getting married!"
He said in a low voice.
Qin Mu's gaze faltered, and then he looked back at his phone screen.
"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd overthink it."
Mu Yichen added.
