Jin Yiheng put his gaming console down and asked, "Can Daddy put me to bed then?"
Before An Xiaoning even responded, Jin Qingyan agreed, "Okay, let's go."
"Yay, awesome!" Jin Yiheng held his father's hand and returned to the bedroom.
Jin Yiheng laid down in bed. "Shall I tell you a story?" Jin Qingyan suggested, in a bid to tuck him to sleep.
"No, no, no! I've had a traumatic experience with Daddy's stories," Jin Yiheng refuted vehemently.
Jin Qingyan expressed his disappointment, hurt and dejected by his son's refusal before even giving him the chance to tell a bedtime story.
"Okay, I won't then. Go to bed, quick."
"Daddy, I can't sleep. Daddy, shall we play a game for a while?" asked Jin Yiheng, who was tugging at Jin Qingyan's sleeve.
"What game?"
"Up and down."
Thus, Jin Qingyan laid on the bed and allowed his son to sit on top of his legs while he raised him up and down in the air.
