"Hmm! Your brother is already asleep, why aren't you?"
"I still want to hear Mommy finish the story, but Mommy never finishes it."
When Mu Yichen squatted down, he heard Huanhuan say that with such a helpless tone, like a very sensible little daughter.
Mu Yichen turned to look at Qin Mu, who was holding a child and still holding a storybook, and suddenly felt her wrist aching. So were they both just misunderstanding each other? Turns out they were both waiting for each other to call it a night.
"Give Mu Chengyang to me!"
Mu Yichen said nothing, he just took his son from his wife's arms.
After Qin Mu handed Chengcheng to Mu Yichen, Huanhuan looked up at her mom: "Mom, are we going to sleep too?"
"Of course!"
Qin Mu responded softly.
Huanhuan turned her head to watch her father leave the room, then quietly climbed to Qin Mu's ear: "Mom, can we finish the story?"
