An An thought her dad was really something; does she really need her little brother to take care of her?
Da Bao walked out and conveniently locked the door for them.
When he looked at Nuannuan, he thought of his past self.
Da Bao really didn't like thinking about being locked in the basement, living those days when people would often draw his blood with a syringe.
An An finished chatting with her mom and lay back on the bed.
Her bed was so big that it could accommodate several people with no problem.
Nuannuan was very quiet when she slept, also very alert, and would hardly move while sleeping, completely opposite to An An.
The next day, just at dawn, Nuannuan woke up.
When she was in the hospital, she would habitually wake up in the middle of the night to look around.
Perhaps An An's bed was too soft and comfortable, she didn't wake up.
She gently pulled back the blanket and saw An An's sleeping position, quickly covering her with the blanket again.
