Is it just her imagination?
Rong Yan frowned and thought for a while, indeed she couldn't recall knowing anyone like that. She tossed her laptop aside and whispered, "I wonder if Little Baby went to sleep obediently…"
As she spoke, she opened the door and walked out…
The living room lights were already off, quietly, Little Baby watched the two episodes of the animated series they'd agreed on and then went back to his room to sleep on his own.
Rong Yan tiptoed over to open the door, the little one on the bed was already asleep, his beautiful face looking just like a little angel's, making her heart incredibly soft!
"Goodnight, sweetheart~"
She gently leaned down, gave the sleeping little guy a kiss on the forehead, tucked him in, and then quietly walked out of the room.
When she came out again, the living room, though brightly lit, was still silent, not a soul in sight.
She lifted her wrist to check the time on her phone—it was almost eleven o'clock.
