Mo Boyuan woke up when his son tried to crawl into his mother's arms. He was glowering at him, "Mo Zhining, what are you doing?"
Oops, had he been discovered?
Fortunately, he had crawled into his mommy's arms successfully and replied, "I'm sleeping, daddy."
Ha-ha.
"If you're sleeping, why are you here? What if you wake your mommy?" he continued, "if you did, I'd beat you up." snorted Mo Boyuan.
"I won't wake mommy!" You're the noisy one! He had spoken the last sentence in his head.
Mo Boyuan had always acted like he got up on the wrong side of the bed ever since he was little. He had always been this grumpy until he grew out of his morning tantrums.
After glancing at his son, he continued to cuddle his wife. She was sweet-scented, and her body was soft. He sniffed her neck. It had a sense of familiarity, and he closed his eyes.
