"Grandma Zhao, I don't want to sleep alone. I want to sleep with Mother!"
At night, Su Ying had just come out of the bathroom after washing up when she saw Ling wriggling her body and sliding down from Aunt Zhao's arms. Her tiny hands were tightly clasped on the door, refusing to let go regardless of what happened.
The older toddler Ji took the opportunity to run into the room.
When she saw this, Aunt Zhao could only follow him into the room.
"What's wrong, Aunt Zhao?"
When Aunt Zhao saw Su Ying walking into the room, she let go of Ji's hand temporarily. "I just wanted to let Mistress sleep better at night. Now that Young Master and Young Miss are more grown up, I am thinking of letting them sleep separately from Mistress."
"I don't want to. Ling hasn't grown up yet. I don't want to sleep separately from Mother!" The younger toddler Ling ran forward with her short legs and hugged Su Ying's leg, refusing to let go.
