"Mom, do you want to let Dad know?" Xu Nianhua looked at Jiang Wanru, who had efficiently slid onto the bed and seemed worried she might regret it, and couldn't help but remind her.
Jiang Wanru replied without a care, "It's fine, your dad knows I'm in your room. Come on, let's have a chat, just us."
Ever since they'd been reunited, Jiang Wanru had been fighting the urge to sleep with Xu Nianhua. Her daughter wasn't the little baby she was when she was born; she was already twenty-two, already independent. She was afraid Xu Nianhua would refuse, so she'd never brought it up.
Now, as soon as Xu Nianhua suggested it, Jiang Wanru climbed onto the bed to rest, patting the empty spot next to her, looking absolutely thrilled.
"Okay." Xu Nianhua let her hair down before lying next to Jiang Wanru. The main light in the room was switched off, leaving only the bedside lamp. The dim light made the whole room feel soft and dreamy.
