Qiao An carried the Little Fox home. The house was silent, so not wanting to disturb Ding Fengchun, she prepared to head back to her room.
Ao Bai, who was keeping watch in the living room, heard the noise. He merely cracked open an eye to glance at Qiao An before rolling over and going back to sleep.
Qiao An was speechless, feeling the blatant favoritism. 'These little guys are getting more and more audacious with Ding Fengchun spoiling them,' she thought. 'I'll have to find some time to knock them into shape.'
Slipping into her soft, fluffy comforter, Qiao An, who had been busy all night, finally let down her guard.
She desperately wanted to take a hot shower but was afraid of making any noise. She decided to hold off until the young lady in the next room woke up.
