"Is he living here now?" Leng Sichen glanced toward the living room sofa, where a man's jacket was thrown over it. Just by the style, he could tell it was Ou Mingxuan's. Earlier at the entrance, he also noticed a pair of shoes Ou Mingxuan had worn.
Qin Mengying paused briefly while picking up food, "No..."
Beside her, Xia Yuxun pursed her lips, chiming in, "Well, almost... He's bouncing over here all the time... comes up with 365 reasons a year to stay over. The living room sofa is practically his private property now! If it weren't for worrying about Sister Mengying getting upset, he'd move his whole house over here! If he dares not to let him sleep, he'd probably just crash at the doorstep!"
Speaking of Ou Mingxuan, she couldn't help but vent a little.
"Then I'll stay over tonight," Leng Sichen said.
"..." Xia Yuxun was dumbfounded. How did the conversation switch so fast?
Damn Ou Mingxuan, why is he always here when he shouldn't be, and never here when he should be!
