Qin Mucheng held Ji Yuanyuan's hand and they soon arrived at the guest bedroom.
As the child grew older, there were more and more inconveniences.
The frequency of using the second bedroom was also increasing, and the things there were very complete.
Qin Mucheng's self-control had always been very surprising.
In the guest bedroom, he first dried Ji Yuanyuan's hair before getting down to business.
However, at the last step, Qin Mucheng reached into the bedside table and felt nothing.
Only then did he remember that that thing was used up.
He leaned against Ji Yuanyuan and was stunned for a few seconds. Then, he whispered in disappointment, "I'm sorry. I forgot. I used it up last time."
Recently, Ji Yuanyuan was busy, and so was he. Neither of them remembered to stock up.
There was no one in the master bedroom either. They had been working in the master bedroom for a long time.
