In the children's room, Shi Su curled up on the bed, motionless.
If it weren't for the discomfort caused by her period, she might have locked herself in the bathroom for a whole day and night.
At this moment, her mind was replaying the scenes from the bathroom in high definition. The more she thought about it, the more ashamed she felt, clutching the pillow in frustration for a long time until she fell asleep unknowingly while hugging it.
She slept until the middle of the night, not even noticing when Shi Mianmian ran off to the master bedroom to sleep.
In Jiang City, as autumn set in, the deep night carried a slight chill, and the room was tinged with a cool breeze.
Shi Mianmian slept soundly in the master bedroom, claiming she would tell Uncle Ji Han a story, but barely a few sentences into the story, her big eyes gradually closed, her voice becoming softer until she fell asleep, but her little hand kept holding onto his and wouldn't let go.
