Qin Mu suddenly felt a chill on her lips, then her breath abruptly broke the earlier entanglement, and her heart felt like it had been pushed off a cliff.
"Young Master! Young Mistress! Dinner is ready!"
The aunt's voice suddenly sounded outside the door. Mu Yichen stood by the bed and glanced at the door: "Got it! We'll be right down!"
His voice was so calm, then he looked again at the woman on the bed who was about to cry: "Get up quickly, no lazing around after dinner!"
Qin Mu got up slowly and reluctantly.
Mu Yichen pulled the towel off right in front of her, then found new clothes to put on.
Qin Mu looked like she was about to cry, watching his good figure, then lay back on the bed, burying her face.
Mu Yichen turned to glance at her, sighed helplessly, and then turned to open another closet, picked out two sets of clothes for her, and threw them on her: "Hurry up and get up to eat something!"
They hadn't eaten properly on the plane that day, and she was a picky eater.
