Ye Xiaomo was very uneasy and didn’t dare to go to sleep.

Actually, he was quite tired today, by eight-thirty, he was so sleepy he couldn’t keep his eyes open.

Accompanying Ye Fei to the competition today really drained the little guy’s energy and stamina.

Sitting next to Ye Fei watching a show, the little guy’s head nodded little by little, and his eyelids unknowingly drooped down.

Ye Xiaomo wasn’t even aware that he had fallen asleep sitting up.

His little head suddenly leaned against Ye Fei’s arm, and when Ye Fei looked down, she shook him awake.

"If you’re sleepy, go back to your bedroom to sleep," Ye Fei said softly.

"I’m not sleepy, who said I’m sleepy!" Ye Xiaomo glanced at the clock, "It’s not even 9 o’clock yet, I’m not going to sleep."

At this moment, Xiao Mo became uncharacteristically stubborn, even Ye Fei couldn’t persuade him.

But after watching TV for another five minutes, the little guy’s head once again rested on Ye Fei.

Ye Fei looked down at his peacefully sleeping face, smiling helplessly.

He’s already sleeping like this, and still claims he’s not sleepy.

At this time, Zhao Gushen got up, pressed his index finger to his lips, signaling Ye Fei to be quiet.

Ye Fei didn’t say anything, just curiously watched Zhao Gushen.

Then Zhao Gushen suddenly leaned over towards her.

His face got closer and closer, and Ye Fei felt it was almost about to touch hers.

Zhao Gushen’s face magnified before her eyes, even the pores on his face became particularly clear.

Ye Fei blushed, her heart started racing abruptly.

The scene of wrapping the dumplings before dinner suddenly flashed into Ye Fei’s mind.

Nervously, Ye Fei quickly scooted a good distance away.

Ye Xiaomo suddenly lost support, and his small body fell into the spot where Ye Fei was previously sitting.

"Ouch!" Xiao Mo yelped, waking up.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Zhao Gushen’s hands on either side of him.

His face was hanging right above his.

Ye Xiaomo hugged himself helplessly, and asked with a horrified look, "Uncle, what are you going to do? I’m still a child!"

Ye Fei: "..."

She thought that even if he were his own son, Ye Xiaomo would one day be beaten to death by Zhao Gushen.

Zhao Gushen twitched his lips and picked up Ye Xiaomo, "Carrying you to bed."

So sleepy like a dog, yet still stubbornly resisting going to sleep.

"I’m not sleeping, I’m not sleepy." Ye Xiaomo immediately started squirming in Zhao Gushen’s arms.

If he could, he would roll around in Zhao Gushen’s arms.

Zhao Gushen held him securely, not letting him fall no matter how much he squirmed.

Guessing why Ye Xiaomo didn’t want to go to bed, Zhao Gushen coldly chuckled and said, "Anyway, I’m staying until I see you asleep. If you keep refusing to sleep, I’ll just be here. Maybe I’ll just spend the night here."

Ye Xiaomo: "..."

So is he going to sleep or not?

Ye Xiaomo saw Zhao Gushen’s expression, it really seemed like he wanted to stay over at their house.

"I’m sleeping, I’m sleeping!" Ye Xiaomo quickly said, closing his eyes directly in Zhao Gushen’s arms.

Zhao Gushen curved his lips.

Little trickster, you’re my own, even your high IQ is inherited from me.

Want to outsmart me?

You’re still too green!

Zhao Gushen carried Ye Xiaomo back to his bedroom and placed him on his car-shaped bed.

Ye Xiaomo was really so sleepy he couldn’t even open his eyes, turned over and continued sleeping.

Ye Fei watched from the doorway of Xiao Mo’s bedroom and saw Zhao Gushen bow his head for quite a moment, gazing at the sleeping Xiao Mo.

Ye Fei happened to catch a glimpse of his profile.