Lan Xin Ai came out to find Little Yemo already fast asleep, with Xi Yemo still staring at the ceiling with his deep-set eyes, seemingly lost in thought.
"Husband," the petite woman softly called out, crawling next to Xi Yemo, "how did you get Little Yemo to sleep?"
"By telling a story."
"..."
Well, kids are truly the easiest to deceive.
But thinking about why Little Yemo cried, Lan Xin Ai immediately said seriously, "You shouldn't bathe with Little Yemo anymore."
Xi Yemo: "..."
The man didn't understand what the little woman was saying, worrying that he might affect Little Yemo's health.
"From now on, we need to be very careful when we get intimate, we can't let Little Yemo see. Children at this age are the most sensitive."
Lan Xin Ai pinched the man's chin, emphasizing her point.
"Okay." Xi Yemo had no objections this time, after all, a child's growth is closely related to the parents.
"Wife."
