Xiaoqiao made the bed, lifted Xiao Nian onto it, and then went to check the doors and windows.
The little one had already become impatient, rolling back and forth on the bed in a round, chubby bundle until she finally saw mommy come over, and immediately rolled into mommy's arms to nuzzle.
"Mommy, can Xiao Nian always sleep with mommy from now on?" the baby asked with a look of anticipation.
Xiaoqiao really didn't want to lie to him, but she couldn't bear to say no, so she just mumbled "Mhm" as a way of agreeing.
"Sleep now."
"Mommy, can Xiao Nian listen to a story before sleeping?"
"What does my treasure want to hear?"
"The Tadpole Looking for Its Mother."
Even after the story, the baby still didn't want to sleep.
"Mommy, Xiao Nian wants to hear mommy sing!"
Xiaoqiao patiently accommodated each of his requests.
