The buttons on Mo Tingshen's pajamas inexplicably came undone.
Early the next morning, Bo Yanching brought Nan Jiaojiao to knock on the door.
After knocking for quite a while, Mo Tingshen came to open the door. He wasn't wearing a shirt, just a pair of sleep pants, and leaned with his arms folded against the shoe cabinet, sleepy-eyed.
Bo Yanching's face changed immediately and pulled Nan Jiaojiao behind him.
He scolded, "What are you flaunting so early in the morning? Go put on your clothes!"
Mo Tingshen was displeased, "Disturbing someone's morning dream, Bo Lao San, you're becoming more and more shameless."
"Will you put something on or not!"
Mo Tingshen lazily glanced at the head protected behind someone, bobbing as if wanting to gossip but not wanting to get into trouble, eventually not looking this way.
He had to save face, "I'll change."
