"Will it?" Shui Yiren hugged the little guy and kissed him, ignoring Yun Haotian's vigorous nodding and smiling: "Little bun, do you want to sleep with your mother?" ”

"Mother~" The little guy called softly, grinning at Shui Yiren.

"Why do you ask him what he does, and he doesn't understand?"

"Why, my son wants to sleep with me, you see he's happy! That's it, I'll sleep with a small bun, and you sleep softly. Shui Yiren didn't care about Yun Haotian's aggrieved and depressed face, helped the little guy take off his coat, and the two mothers lay together affectionately.

"Daughter-in-law~ This bed is quite big, why don't we sleep together?" Yun Haotian couldn't catch up with people, and he lost his position, so he had to lick his face to make up for it.

"Didn't you just say that the bed is too small, will the three of you sleep crowded, you will be wronged tonight and sleep softly, if you are not used to it, you will let someone tidy up a room for you, it will not take much time." Shui Yiren turned his back to Yun Haotian and pursed his lips and snickered.

It's really a waste of rice to steal chickens.

"Actually, I don't take up space." Yun Haotian muttered a word, looked at the mother and son who were sleeping on the bed, sighed helplessly, hugged the bed quilt and went to the soft collapse in frustration.

Damn stinky boy, what an eyesore, occupying an area!

The night was as cool as water, and the full moon like a silver plate climbed from the willow tops to the roof, pouring down a body of silver and sprinkling the earth. A family of three in the room was already asleep, and suddenly a small figure moved on the bed, quietly poked out a small head and looked left and right, saw that there was no movement, and quietly slipped out of bed.

The little guy was barefoot and didn't wear shoes, he lay on the ground and pulled out a box from under the bed, looked back at the direction of the soft collapse, and saw that Yun Haotian didn't wake up, so he slowly took out a piece of drawing paper from the box.

Glancing at Shui Yiren on the bed, he tiptoed to look at Yun Haotian again, quietly came to the edge of Yun Haotian's soft collapse, and slowly unfolded the drawing paper in his hand.

I saw his delicate eyebrows frowning slightly, looking at the painting in his hand and looking at Yun Haotian lying on the bed, Yin Hong's little mouth subconsciously snorted.

I looked at it and scratched my head, and muttered, "It's not like that!" ”

Saying that, I changed the angle again, and after looking at it, I still didn't feel like it. So he changed places again, and finally put the paper on the chest of the sleeping Yun Haotian, and then stared at him.

Yun Haotian has always slept lightly, and when the little guy woke up, he had already noticed that he thought the little guy was going to go to the toilet, and he planned to get up so as not to alarm the Shui Yi people, but when he saw the little guy lying on the ground and tinkering with things, he endured it.

This son is not simple!

This is the feeling he gave him when he saw the little guy again after leaving, although he was a small person, but whether it was from the eyes or from the ability to act, this child was different from ordinary children.

It's not strange that he can crawl in April, but he can walk in August, run in September, and ride a wolf through the jungle in ten months, which is definitely not something that an ordinary child can do.

And he has surprisingly great strength and a strong sense of vigilance, looking at him as little as a year old, but Yun Haotian feels that his son is no worse than those five or six-year-old children.

However, he didn't expect that in the end, the little guy came to see him, and muttered "no" vigorously.

Not like?

What's not like it?

When the little guy stretched out his hand to poke his face, Yun Haotian opened his eyes, hugged the little guy and picked him up from the ground, patted the ash on the soles of the little guy's feet, and put him in his arms.

"What do you do without sleeping at night?"