Why is there such good fortune late at night?
He couldn't help but reprimand the little guy, "Even if you want to set us up, there's no need to bring her over in the middle of the night. What if your mom wakes up angry?"
Little Huomiao: "..."
The child was so anxious that he immediately jumped onto Su Nanzhi, hinting in every possible way.
Jiang Beiyu: "Is she sick?"
The little guy jumped again.
Jiang Beiyu felt that the room's heat was also a bit unusual.
So he reached out to touch Su Nanzhi's forehead and then clicked his tongue—if this were the hospital, they'd probably suggest cremation on the spot with a temperature like this.
Su Nanzhi finally encountered something that could make her feel more comfortable and subconsciously reached out to grab that hand and put it on her face, on her neck.
Jiang Beiyu's eyelid twitched, and he summoned Little Binghua to throw it over: "Go play outside, you two. Don't cause trouble."
