The siblings gently closed the door and then went downstairs with Mu Yichen. Huanshuan curiously asked, "Dad, how did you open the door?"
"Dad must be a thief; only thieves can open doors without keys."
Chengcheng thought about it; thieves on TV could easily open other people's doors.
Mu Yichen disagreed with his son's idea, frowned at him, thinking that maybe when you have a woman you like in the future, you might also learn this skill.
"Did you wash up?"
Mu Yichen didn't dwell on that question, just asked them something else.
The siblings looked at each other, their large, round eyes seemed to say that wearing clothes was good enough. When Mu Yichen turned to go to the kitchen, he left a sentence: "Go wash up, and then call mom to get up for breakfast."
"Why not call mom to get up first and then wash up?"
Huanhuan asked.
Mu Yichen did not answer, just chuckled, and walked to the kitchen.
"Dad really cares about mom, doesn't he?"
Huanhuan turned to Chengcheng and asked.
