It was late at night and the wind was cold.
The little black eggs caused a ruckus in Prince Yan's room for an hour. They rolled around on the bed and jumped around the bed. Finally, they lay on a furry tiger skin. Their heads tilted and they fell asleep.
When Prince Yan changed his clothes and entered the room, he saw three little black eggs sticking out their butts. One side of their faces was against the tiger skin on the ground, and they were sleeping soundly.
Their chubby faces were squeezed out of shape, and crystalline drool flowed out.
Yan Jiuchao was not like this when he was young. He slept very well and no one taught him. However, no matter how much he caused trouble during the day, when he felt sleepy, he would obediently lie on the bed.
It was unknown who these little fellows took after, but their sleeping posture was really indescribable.
However, no matter what, Prince Yan liked them.
