Mu Yuze, the little guy, was utterly heartbroken! He accusingly looked at his daddy, but Yan Sijue was completely unfazed. He still smiled back at him, looking as justified as could be.
"Hmph! Considering you two have just made up!" Unable to match his dad's imposing aura, Xiaoze had to find his own way out.
Yan Sijue kept smiling silently.
Xiaoze was furious and looked at Mu Yiliang, saying, "Mommy, you said you'd sleep with me tonight, didn't you?"
How could Mu Yiliang not give her son face? She immediately nodded sincerely.
The hand Yan Sijue was using to hold his cup paused as he gave Mu Yiliang a meaningful look.
Mu Yiliang looked up at the sky.
He had no choice but to turn his gaze to his son, "Xiaoze, you're almost six years old now."
"But I just want to sleep with mommy," Xiaoze emphasized forcefully, hugging Mu Yiliang's arm, "And mommy agreed!"
Yan Sijue had no choice but to reluctantly squeeze out a sentence: "Just this one night."
