Because of the work that piled up upon her return, Tang Moyu came home a little close to midnight that night. When she entered the guest house, where Feng Tianyi was staying with her little buns, she found them splayed on the couch, snuggling next to the devil.
She blinked owlishly, not believing what she was seeing. Her eyes weren't deceiving her, right? How did they manage to fall asleep on the couch of all places?
Seeing the three in such an endearing position, sleeping peacefully next to each other, made Tang Moyu's heart flutter. Their breathing was even as their chests rose up and down steadily as they slept together.
'You're seriously delusional if you actually think that any man actually wants you for anything more than your beauty and face. I doubt forcing yourself on someone would ever make them want you.' Zhang Wuying had once told her.
