Lu Yi patted his son on the head. “Go to sleep. We’re home.”
Little Lu Guang rubbed his eyes again and used his little hand to grab his father’s clothes. He was already asleep. Of course, he was too young to know that his saliva had also dripped onto his father’s shoulder.
Lu Yi carried Lu Guang back. Actually, the three children were all sleepy. Lu Qi rubbed her eyes and was also listless. She found that they were in good spirits and could still talk to her great-grandfather with a baby voice, in fact, she sometimes spoke incoherently, but her great-grandfather ate it. He was always smiling. Lu Jin, who was watching from the side, twitched his mouth from time to time. If it was him, he would be willing too.
Ye Shuyun carried Lu Qi and took him to bed. Lu Qi and Lu Guang’s schedules were very similar. One slept, the other did the same. One was about to wake up, and the other would definitely not sleep again.
