Tao Siran was very angry, gritting his teeth hard, when Little Chenmo came out and said to him, "I'm going to sleep."
"Oh!" If you want to sleep, then sleep.
"I haven't taken a bath yet, you need to run the bathwater for me."
"Can't you do it yourself?"
"Mom used to do it for me."
Such a big kid, should have learned to do it himself long ago. How does Jin Yan educate the child, Tao Siran thought, unwilling but still got up. But just then, his phone rang again.
It was still Jin Yan calling.
Little Chenmo leisurely glanced at the phone, then looked up at the motionless Tao Siran: "Aren't you going to answer it?"
"What's there to answer?" He wanted to answer, but what could he say if he did? It wouldn't achieve his goal, so he preferred not to answer.
