"Daddy, Mommy, why haven't you guys laid down yet?" Yu Ziqian said with his eyes closed.
An Ning instinctively pushed Yu Jingchen away with force, and the latter looked at his son with annoyance.
Yu Ziqian patted the bed on each side. "Daddy, you sleep on this side, Mommy, you sleep on that side."
Yu Jingchen gave his son a couple of light slaps in mid-air.
An Ning gave him a push and a smile, then hurriedly lay down beside the little one.
Yu Ziqian leaned into An Ning's embrace, his smile especially sweet.
An Ning, too, hugged the little chubby one into her arms, feeling indescribably secure.
"Where's Daddy?" Qianqian asked, urging.
Yu Jingchen smiled indulgently at his child and lay down as well.
Yu Ziqian's smile became even lovelier, he continued to keep his eyes shut, not daring to open them as he asked, "Daddy, Mommy, can I open my eyes for just a moment?"
"No, you can't," Yu Jingchen said coldly, wishing he could glue the child's eyelids shut with grains of rice.