The room was pitch black, with virtually no light, so Zhou Li turned on the small bee-shaped lamp by the bed and dimmed it to its lowest setting. The dim, warm yellow light barely filled the room.
Turning around, he saw Tuanzi sitting right in the middle of his bed, sitting bolt upright and staring straight at him.
"Why aren't you sleeping?" Zhou Li asked.
"Lord Dumpling can't sleep."
"...That attitude of yours isn't really fitting for sleeping, is it?"
"I don't understand..."
"Go to sleep now. Early to bed, early to rise makes you grow tall." Zhou Li bent down and vigorously rubbed Tuanzi's round face back and forth a few times.
"Lord Dumpling wants to hear a story." Tuanzi slightly lifted her chin to show her stubbornness.
"...So what story do you want to hear?"
"Anything."
"All right, move over a bit."
"Oh!"
