"Dad, Mom, why aren't you lying down yet?" Yu Ziqian said with his eyes closed.
An Ning instinctively pushed Yu Jingchen away with force, and the latter looked at their son angrily.
Yu Ziqian patted each side of the bed with his hands. "Dad, you sleep on this side, Mom, you sleep on that side."
Yu Jingchen playfully slapped his son's little ears twice.
An Ning pushed him with a smile, then quickly laid down beside the little one.
Yu Ziqian leaned into An Ning's embrace, smiling sweetly.
An Ning also hugged her little bundle with ease, feeling incredibly reassured.
"Where's Dad?" Qianqian asked impatiently.
Yu Jingchen smiled indulgently at his child and then lay down as well.
Yu Ziqian's smile grew even brighter, continuing to keep his eyes shut, not daring to open them as he asked, "Dad, Mom, can I open my eyes for just a second?"
"No," Yu Jingchen said coldly, wishing he could stick the child's eyelids shut with rice grains right then and there.