Ye Siming was also holding a white towel in his hand.
Seeing that the child wasn't staying in her room, he raised his eyebrows slightly. "What's wrong?"
Gu Nuo'er hugged a long soft pillow. The fingertips of her two small hands were tender and looked soft.
She blinked her watery eyes. "Elder Brother Siming, can I sleep with you? Auntie Bai has to take care of Uncle Bai. No one is telling me stories."
Ye Siming lowered his head and looked at the child seriously for a while.
He turned sideways. "Come in."
However, Gu Nuo'er glanced into the room and shook her head.
"Elder Brother Siming, let's go to Auntie Bai's room to sleep."
Ye Siming was stunned. "Why?"
Gu Nuo'er freed a small hand that was holding onto the pillow and gently held his well-defined palm.
"That's not it. I'll invite you to watch a good show. If you don't go tonight, you won't be able to see it. Elder Brother Siming, let's go!"
