Pride comes before a fall, joy begets sorrow.
Zhang Guoqing deeply understood the meaning of these idioms.
He let out a long sigh.
Beside him, Ping'an also followed suit with a long sigh.
The father and son glanced at Zhou Jiao together and found her as steady as a rock.
Ping'an patted him and sighed again.
Zhou Jiao tried hard to suppress her laughter. Her son imitated his father's sighing to perfection. Well done!
Zhang Guoqing patted Ping'an, "Son, don't imitate dad. Your little sigh sounds terrible. Can you help dad plead with mom?"
Ping'an giggled after Zhang Guoqing finished speaking.
"Wife, honey, Jiao Jiao, I've been sleeping in the study for three nights. Look at me, restless night and day, look at how much weight I've lost."
"Mom, I want to sleep with dad."
