"Which little glutton is it today?"
Lin Mo teased as he opened the door.
Then...
Then he met a pair of light purple eyes and froze on the spot, embarrassed.
"Mr. Lin Mo?"
Feney tilted her head slightly, looking at him with a face full of confusion.
'A little glutton... Does Miss Lena come to chat with Mr. Lin Mo at night?'
Lin Mo's mouth twitched. The image of Shefilya's "calm" face immediately appeared in his mind.
'That little Maid definitely put her up to this!'
"Ahem—"
He cleared his throat and said, "Oh, it's you, Feney… Is something the matter?"
"Um…"
Cradling a pillow, Feney lowered her head shyly. "Mr. Lin Mo, can I… rest in your room?"
"Can't sleep alone?"
Little Feney wouldn't have any ulterior motives, so Lin Mo didn't let his mind wander in that direction.
"Mhm!"
Feney nodded emphatically, clenching her small fists nervously.
"Alright…"
