C525 Bad Idea

When the two of them sat down, footsteps came from upstairs.

Lin Xingchen rubbed her sore neck and walked to the opposite side of the two of them to sit down. She yawned lazily, as if she had not woken up.

Mu Yan followed her, holding a coat in his hand and obediently waiting for her to put it on.

Qin Fengyan clicked his tongue and whispered, "Wife discipline