Meng Qiong shut the door, and the child, hearing the sound, turned his head. He was stunned for a moment before hurriedly withdrawing his hand.,Shen Fengxi walked out after finishing his shower, changing into a relaxed high-necked black shirt. Water still dripped from his black hair at the temples, which he swept up with one hand, revealing only the sharp outline and angles of his face.,As Shen Fengxi was about to leave, his eyes suddenly caught sight of something on the coffee table. He casually asked, "What's that on the table"。