"Oh? Didn't Xiaoxiao go home? Why has she come back?" Wei Xuanfeng raised an eyebrow.
Seeing that Wei Xuanfeng was still sitting brazenly on the bed, with no intention of hiding whatsoever, Jiao Yu was so anxious she was nearly in tears.
"Why are you still here? Hurry and hide!"
Noticing that even Jiao Yu's frightened voice was trembling, Wei Xuanfeng finally gave the surroundings a casual once-over and shrugged helplessly.
"There's nowhere to hide. Besides, why should I hide?"
"I'm still naked!" Hearing the footsteps drawing ever closer, Jiao Yu hurriedly lowered her voice and snapped, "Hide under the bed, now."
Without waiting for his answer, she grabbed the clothes scattered across the bed and stuffed them beneath it.
At that moment, she looked nothing like someone whose inner strength had been completely lost...
"Outrageous! How could I, a dignified eight-foot man, scramble beneath a bed in panic?" Wei Xuanfeng refused outright.
He was not some Old Wang next door—why should he hide from a little girl?
"Xuanfeng, I'm begging you." At the thought of her daughter seeing such an unbearable scene, Jiao Yu nearly fainted, tears immediately welling in her eyes. "I don't want Xiaoxiao to see her mother like this... like this..."
"Alright, alright, I'll hide, okay?" Seeing that he had teased her enough, Wei Xuanfeng relented. "But I'm definitely not hiding under the bed. I'll hide... under these covers instead."
With that, he curled his entire body beneath the blanket.
Looking at the conspicuous lump under the covers, Jiao Yu felt both angry and helpless.
"How is that a place to hide someone? One glance and she'll see there's someone inside."
Xiaoxiao's footsteps had already reached the door. Jiao Yu gritted her teeth, pulled the blanket over the lower half of her body, and