"Cute, be careful walking, don't trip over. Can you manage by yourself?" Eleven warned worriedly.
With a "click", the entire room lit up.
It was Fang Jiujiu who sat up and flipped the switch.
"Jiujiu, you're not asleep yet?" The person asking was Gu Liancheng, "True to the nature of twins. If one doesn't sleep, the other doesn't either."
"Gu Mengmeng, what are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"
"I want to sleep with Eleven!" With that, Gu Mengmeng climbed up and squeezed herself between Eleven and Jiujiu.
The double bed was large. It wouldn't be too crowded for two small children. The problem was with—President Gu who also intended to sleep here.
The three of them gawked at him like a strange creature and chorused, "Why?"
"..." Had they planned this? "What do you mean 'why'? Gu Mengmeng, Fang Jiujiu, I'm your father. Of course I'll sleep here!"
