"I like it." Jian Xi giggled and boldly kissed his chin.
Nan Mufeng was petrified.
Ding—
The floor arrived, and the elevator doors opened.
Nan Mufeng was still in a state of petrification...
So, the elevator doors closed automatically again.
Jian Xi twitched the corner of her eye, reached out her delicate hand, pressed the elevator door open, and her body still clung to Nan Mufeng: "Go out!"
"Oh!"
Only then did Nan Mufeng come to his senses, holding Jian Xi as they stepped out.
Four apartments per floor, and two of them were even connected! Nan Mufeng easily found the door.
As soon as they entered the house, a familiar scent wafted over.
Jian Xi finally was willing to get off him, yawning delicately, she said to Nan Mufeng: "This is your home. Through that hidden door, is my home. This is the bedroom..."
She introduced the layout of the house to Nan Mufeng one by one.
Nan Mufeng listened silently, remembered silently, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.
