Using the switch, Luoz closed the garage door, opened the car door, sat in the back seat, and gently patted Zhang Yuan's shoulder, "Ayuan, Ayuan, let's go home and sleep."
Zhang Yuan opened her bleary eyes and saw Luoz's concerned yet apologetic face. She nodded blankly, and Luoz took Little Haoyan from her arms, and she followed him out of the car.
Luoz held their son in one arm and helped Zhang Yuan close the car door with the other, heading straight from the underground garage to the elevator.
"I'm sorry for making you so tired lately," Luoz sincerely apologized after calming down.
Zhang Yuan shook her head with a smile, "It's nothing, it's what I should do."
Isn't it the wife's duty to take care of the child and husband? Why apologize now?
Luoz pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, and could only help her by holding the child.
