These days, their daddy has been competing with them for mommy every night. Daddy is so big, he takes up too much space.
And their daddy is super domineering, always hugging mommy tightly in his arms, leaving them no room to get close.
"No way." Zhan Qipei directly refused.
"Then we won't give in either." The three little ones wore the same expression as Zhan Qipei, staring him down.
In the next few minutes, the four of them, father and sons, just stared at each other, neither side backing down.
After five minutes passed, Zhan Qipei finally compromised.
"Alright, but only for tonight."
Ever since he realized that Qiao Jing was Third Miss Qiao, he had been climbing into her bed every night. He couldn't sleep without doing so.
He had long developed this habit.
So he only agreed verbally, but when it was time for bed, he would sneak in as usual.
At worst, he would explain to the three sons later, claiming that he was sleepwalking.
Yes, sleepwalking.
