Mu Tingfeng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he could not refuse Zhao Youlin's request. He could only reluctantly get up from Zhao Youlin's body and move to the side.
Zhao Youlin immediately got up and walked to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Joy holding his small pillow and standing pitifully at the door, followed by his beloved pet, Sparta.
Zhao Youlin was stunned for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Joy, what's wrong?"
Hearing Zhao Youlin's question, Joy pursed his lips in grievance and said, "Mom, little brother is so noisy tonight. Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"No." Before Zhao Youlin could say anything, Mu Tingfeng, who was behind her, had already spoken up. "Joy is already a big child. You can't sleep with us."
Joy's little face fell, and he grew even sadder. "Really? It's just one night. I still have to go to kindergarten tomorrow. If I can't sleep at night, I'm going to fall asleep at school."
