"Little bunny, open the door, let me in," Yu Wenwen continued singing a nursery rhyme on the other end.
"You've been singing for quite some time. Aren't you tired?" Lin Shu rolling her eyes in disbelief.
"I'm singing a nursery rhyme for my goddaughter. Why are you interrupting me?" Yu Wenwen expressed her displeasure on the other end of the phone.
"Even though I admit I'm ineffective and weak, but aren't you mocking me too much? You have been singing non-stop for half an hour. Moreover, isn't it around three or four in the morning in the mainland now? You still have the heart to sing a nursery rhyme for me. Are you sure it's not a horror lullaby?"
Lin Shu was too weary to retort. She could not understand why Yu Wenwen had so much energy.
She was already tired and ready to doze off on the couch after waking up just four hours ago.
