The man heard the woman's words and had no choice but to sullenly put on his pants.
Lan Xin Ai opened the door, and the little guy immediately hugged her leg, tears streaming down his face, "Mommy, I just had a nightmare. I dreamt that I fell from upstairs, waaah."
"Don't cry, don't cry, it was just a dream, good boy." Lan Xin Ai compassionately held Xiao Yan and placed him on the bed.
Xi Yemo saw his son crying like this and frowned slightly, "My offspring isn't a coward."
"Daddy, you're so fierce." The little guy was so scared by the dream that he couldn't care less about any masculine demeanor, and pointed at Xi Yemo angrily.
Xi Yemo: "..."
Xiao Yan glanced at Xi Yemo, a sly smile flickering in his eyes.
"Son, come over to Mommy." Lan Xin Ai raised her hand, and Xiao Yan rolled over to her side like a little ball.
"Let's sleep, Mommy will stay with you."
Lan Xin Ai's long lashes fluttered gently as she softly patted Xiao Yan's body.
