Yu Jiangqing lay down on the bed and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling. He pressed his hands under his neck and said, "That's Mrs. Yu's matter. What does it have to do with me?"
The two children were sleeping soundly. Ding Ning also hurriedly went to take a shower and planned to sleep for a while. Otherwise, she would have to feed the children later. There were still two children today, so she probably did not have time to sleep.
Yu Jiangqing lay on the bed. Ding Ning looked the same when she went in, and the same when she came out.
Ding Ning went over and lifted the blanket to lie down. "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"I feel like something is missing,"Yu Jiangqing said calmly.
Ding Ning pulled the blanket back and looked at the children again. Then, she closed her eyes. "There are fewer tasks."
Yu Jiangqing thought for a moment and instantly understood. It seemed to be true.
