The blanket reached up to her chest as Lai Zhiyun closed her eyes, falling asleep almost instantly.
Watching his mom with her eyes closed and not speaking, Baby Chenchen covered his own mouth with his little hand.
Turning to look at his dad who had also laid down, he shushed him.
"Okay, mommy is sleeping now, let's all be quiet and not speak, okay?"
Zhou Liao sat up halfway, lifted his son onto his abdomen, and spoke softly to the little one.
Baby Chenchen nodded, then broke into a smile, stood up, and sat down, planting himself solidly on his dad's stomach.
Zhou Liao took a deep breath in advance, his abdominal muscles tensed, the little one making himself comfy on his body, but it didn't hurt him.
They couldn't disturb mommy's sleep.
Baby Chenchen actually stopped speaking.
But he couldn't manage to stop fidgeting.
"Do you want to go to sleep?" Zhou Liao asked him.
Baby Chenchen shook his head.
He stood up and sat down again.
