Gu Xuanye was envious of the Little Devil for having such a forward-thinking, strategic father who deeply cared about his happiness!
Mo Qiansu never really agreed with Gu Xuanye's ideas.
In her heart, she was ultimately worried, afraid that he might overthink things and mess everything up.
"Alright, stop worrying about them. You might think the Little Devil seems unwilling, but right now, he must be secretly pleased!"
"..." Mo Qiansu glanced at him and smiled helplessly.
But the children are so young, and their sense of gender hasn't really formed, so sleeping together shouldn't be a problem.
...
In another room.
The Little Demon King, with hands clasped behind his back, tilted his small chin towards the bed and asked coolly, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"
"I want to sleep... inside!"
