Chapter 163
Mo Ning could not help laughing out loud, and though he tried his best to immediately choke it back, the upturned corners of his mouth still betrayed him.
Song Ren glared over in feigned annoyance, watching for a moment before he started laughing along as well.
Look at that.
As a gregarious species, humans really are easily influenced in their moods by the people around them.
"Grab whatever you want to drink." Dropping those words, Song Ren pulled open the bedroom door and went inside.
With his hands planted on his hips, Mo Ning's eyes swept slowly from left to right across the messy living room, which looked as though it had been ransacked by thieves.
"Yiyi yiyi yiyi aaah—"
Accompanied by excited, overlapping cries drawing closer from afar, another two black and white afterimages flashed swiftly across his vision.
The hair he had carefully combed and styled before heading out.
Could no longer hold up this time, blown completely messy in the whipped-up gale.
Inside the room, Song Ren stripped off his mixed-style outfit of pajama pants and a bathrobe, changing into the formalwear he had prepared ahead of time.
Combing through his wind-tossed hair a few times, the alpha had already walked out of the dressing room when he suddenly remembered something and turned back.
Pulling open a drawer, his fingers pinched the body of an exquisite perfume bottle and spritzed a spray onto his wrist.
"Not bad." Raising his wrist to wave it in front of him, Song Ren curved the corners of his lips.
When pushing open the bedroom door, Song Ren instinctively pressed down on his hair.
Though styling his hair was not difficult, he did not want his newly groomed locks to be turned into a bird's nest by the two little