The smell of alcohol accompanied not just Luo Haofeng coming home.
The others were the same as well.
Luo Haofeng was lucky; at least when he got home, he saw Bai Xiaoxiao sleeping peacefully.
Mo Xiuchen was dumbfounded upon returning home.
There was no space for him at all on the spacious bed in the master bedroom, which was occupied by three little ones.
Their sleeping postures were all over the place. Wen Ran slept in the middle, with Momo and Xinxin inside and Ziyi sleeping on the outside.
The children's limbs were tangled over Wen Ran like octopuses, each clinging to her.
Especially Ziyi, who clung tightly to Wen Ran and even had a satisfying smile on his face while asleep.
Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, reaching out instinctively to grab the small hand of Ziyi holding Wen Ran's arm. However, just as his hand touched Ziyi, Wen Ran woke up.
With sleepy eyes, she looked at him, her lips curling into a gentle smile, "You're back."
