Most of Jingyun's blanket fell under the bed.
Su Zhuoqian walked over and adjusted the blanket for him.
Su Zhuoqian turned around and saw the book he was reading. He flipped through two pages and saw Jingyun's notes.
Then, he saw the grasshopper made of foxtail placed in the safest position.
Su Zhuoqian tilted his head and glanced at the arrogant little boy on the bed before walking out and closing the door.
…
When Jingyun woke up in the morning, he knew that Qiao Weiyang was going to the set today, so he set the alarm earlier than usual.
When he went downstairs, the other three hadn't gotten up yet.
When he saw Qiao Weiyang appear at the staircase, his eyes lit up.
However, Xiao Bao was one step ahead of him. He followed Qiao Weiyang and opened his arms coquettishly. "Mommy, carry me!"
Qiao Weiyang picked him up.
Jingyun glanced at Xiao Bao. How childish!
