"I don't want to sleep with mommy anymore," ˙He Shouxin said.
"Why?" Lu Qingzhuo asked in a daze.
He Youran and her son had always been on good terms. Sometimes, looking at their interactions, they sounded more like brother and sister than mother and son. The two of them didn't have the distance that a Chinese mother and son should have, so they got along very naturally. Sometimes, even he was envious of them. Why did He Shouxin suddenly mention that he wouldn't sleep with He Youran?
"Did you two have a fight?" Lu Qingzhuo asked carefully.
This feeling was very new to him.
He suddenly had a wife and a son. As the head of the family, he would step in to mediate when they were in conflict. In the past, he would have felt disdained, felt annoyed, and wouldn't even be able understand. But now, he was actually filled with anticipation, he was already thinking about how to reconcile the mother and son.
