"Xiaoqian, go and bring your mother to take a nap," Lu Nancheng said, raising his chin as if he were giving orders to a subordinate.
Lu Xiaoqian immediately stopped bouncing around, squatted down, and shuffled to the edge of the large bed before skillfully sliding off. Wearing little cotton socks, he ran to the door, grabbed Ran Tong's hand with his chubby little hand, and called out to her in a babyish voice, "Mommy, sleepy time! Sleepy time!"
Ran Tong was pulled to the bedside and glanced at the man lying on the bed like a grandee, "Mommy's not sleepy. You sleep with Daddy."
Because they didn't have to go back tonight, Lu Nancheng drank quite a bit at lunch, and now his face still looked a bit red.
Lu Xiaoqian shook his little head, "Xiaoqian's not sleepy either."
"Daddy's sleepy, and both Xiaoqian and Mommy have to sleep with me," Lu Nancheng's voice sounded.
