In Lin Yin's house, it was late. Sleeping arrangements had become a problem.
Lin Zheng had always been very quiet. Chu Yi could not figure out what his son was thinking. But the girl in his arms was just too adorable. She stuck close to him so that he had not managed to speak to his son properly.
Lin Yin's house had three rooms and a living room. There was enough space, but the question was who would stay where.
Lin Yue cuddled down in Chu Yi's arms. She could not bear to leave. That night, Chu Yi wanted to bathe the children. He wanted to take care of them and experience being a father.
But Lin Yue was a girl, and Lin Yin objected.
"Yue Yue is a girl. Better to let me do it! Besides, she is already six years old. She can take care of such small matters herself."
Chu Yi was really fond of his daughter. But he did not insist since she was a girl, although a young one.
