Fu Huai'an suppressed the anger in his heart and moved off of Lin Nuan.
"Mama…"
Tuan Tuan's voice came closer, and Lin Nuan could almost predict Tuan Tuan would turn the knob and enter the room. She got off the bed, barefoot, and started to tidy up her hair and clothes. She walked towards the door calmly and opened it. There he was, hugging his pillow as he was tip-toeing, trying to reach for the handle.
The little boy cuddled his pillow and rubbed his eyes. He looked up at Lin Nuan and said, "Mama, Tuan Tuan wants to sleep with you…"
The warm lights in the corridor fell upon Tuan Tuan's fair and chubby face. His dozed look almost melted her heart.
The light inside the room was switched off. Fu Huai'an stood behind Lin Nuan and leaned against her back as he kept one hand on the door. He glared at Tuan Tuan, who was wearing a one-piece pajama suit. "Tuan Tuan… you're not a two-year-old anymore! You can sleep by yourself!"
