"You're injured, and you still want to do bad things to my mom..." Alexander muttered to himself, his voice muffled.
Asher Land didn't plan to explain anything to his son anymore, he just went along with his son's words, "You're right, my hand is injured, not convenient to do anything bad to your mom."
He naturally headed towards their mother-son room.
"Mommy, are we all going to sleep together tonight?" Alexander asked softly, looking up.
"Yes." Sophie Smith patted Alexander's little head, "You go in first and chat with uncle for a while, I'll come over after my shower."
Sophie pushed Alexander into the room, Alexander leaned against the bed, not saying a word.
"Do you really like race cars?" Asher suddenly asked Alexander.
Alexander froze for a moment, then nodded.
"Since you like them so much, I'll take you to watch a race car competition someday?"
