"Do you know what insomnia is?" Jian Qing asked with a smile, lightly scraping his nose tip.
Shi Jiu, supporting his chubby chin with one hand, racked his brains and thought for a while, "It's like when you miss someone so much that you can't fall asleep."
Having said that, he came to his own conclusion, "Seventeen must miss me, and then he won't be able to sleep."
Quan Jingwu couldn't help but laugh, pinching his cheek with his long fingertips, "Stop watching dramas with your aunt."
They're just a bunch of random nonsense.
"Then can I sleep with Seventeen?" Shi Jiu looked up at him with innocent eyes, full of hope.
Quan Jingwu ruthlessly denied, "No."
Shi Jiu hung his head down and pouted, "Daddy, are you still my real daddy or not?"
This tone, this expression, it was nearly identical to Quan Mingxuan's when he got beaten up by Quan Che.
"No, you were a free gift with a phone recharge," Quan Jingwu said as he picked him up by his collar and took him back to his own room.
