A small hand pushed open the door, which was ajar, and it opened easily.
Although the lights were on in the room, it seemed empty, serene.
Fang Jiujiu crept in, cautiously.
The bathroom door was also open. He peeked in to make sure no one was there, then carried his little stool from the children's room and placed it in front of the sink. His small feet climbed up, and he had to stretch his toes and struggle to reach the toiletry box on the cabinet.
Damn...
It was his own fault for not being tall enough, and Gu Liancheng was too tall. He liked to keep things within his reach. For Jiujiu, however, that area was incredibly high. His short arms stretched out, fingers flexed and flexed, but he couldn't reach it no matter how hard he tried.
Jiujiu's posture was a bit dangerous. Suddenly, his feet slipped on the stool and he was about to fall over.
