Even though Xu Moyi was pretty thick-skinned, he could feel the not-so-light atmosphere in the hospital room. His eyes darted around at the people in the room.
Pouting, he deliberately put on a hurt and angry look, "Third Brother, I just got here, and you're already trying to kick me out?"
Oh dear, are they going to fight…
But then he thought again, the possibility was low. Even if Third Brother was angry, he couldn't do anything to Mr. Mu given his current physical state.
Shen Zhimei chuckled and pinched Xu Moyi's nose, her voice soft and pleasing, "You're so noisy. If you keep at it for a few more minutes, our heads might explode."
Conversations between men can't continue with a woman present.
She regretted slipping her tongue earlier; Third Brother had just woken up and was probably already exhausted.
Their private space was invaded, and they barely exchanged a few words.
