"Aunt Song!" Fu Xiaoyao hurried to put on her clothes and ran downstairs, just in time to see the nanny Aunt Song cleaning in the living room.,He turned in shock, caught off guard by the sight of a man in a white shirt walking over from the side room, a bottle of red wine in his hand. He casually straightened his collar, revealing an alluring collarbone.,A man's low voice rang out, laced with the raspiness of someone just waking up, "Aunt Song, why don't you go buy some throat lozenges first"。