Then, An Ran couldn't help but laugh as well.
Mu Xingfeng watched the two little women who looked like they had gotten away with something naughty, and thought about how there were times Lin Junyang found himself on the losing end. A trace of amusement appeared in his eyes.
"Xiao Xiao, are you looking for death?" A low growl came from the bathroom.
Xiao Xiao stuck out her tongue and slipped back into the kitchen.
When Lin Junyang came out, he saw a figure fleeing, walked barefoot to the dining table, and sat down, leisurely picking up a crayfish to eat.
He had rushed over from the base early in the morning and had been busy for half the day, so he was already starving.
The moment he entered the house, he smelled the crayfish, and now he finally had it in his mouth. To be honest, that woman's cooking skills weren't bad at all.
But just as he finished one and was reaching for another, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and smacked his hand with a loud "slap".
