Catching her breath, Shi Nuan said, "But I..."
She didn't say it clearly, but hoped Song Yansheng could understand.
At that moment, the doorbell rang suddenly from outside.
Shi Nuan's mind jolted, and she instinctively shouted, "Someone..."
"Ignore it, they'll leave if no one answers."
"But obviously we are in here, there's someone."
Gu Shaqing squinted, "Besides Uncle Wu, normally no one would come."
"But maybe it is Uncle Wu."
"Uncle Wu wouldn't be so tactless."
Shi Nuan: "..."
After a while, the stubborn ringing of the doorbell continued, even though Shi Nuan wanted to ignore it, she couldn't.
Song Yansheng finally sat up with a gasp, his expression darkened, clearly not in a good mood.
Well, who would be in a good mood in this situation?
Song Yansheng was already being very restrained.
Shi Nuan hurriedly turned her back to fasten her buttons, feeling time was running out, she stepped towards the kitchen.
