"I saw you sleeping on the sofa without anything covering you. You'll catch a cold."
"Mom, thank you."
"We're family, no need to be so formal." Yao's mother said with a smile, "You've worked hard these past few days. Get a good night's sleep."
Xiao Ye obediently closed his eyes.
Yao's mother adjusted the blanket for him again, then carefully left the room and closed the door for them.
Xiao Ye hugged the blanket tightly, almost burying himself in it.
For the first time, he felt that a blanket could be so warm.
Yao's mother stepped out of Yao Beidi's room and immediately saw Yao Beikun, fully dressed, preparing to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"Shh." Yao Beikun quickly covered his mother's mouth. "Don't let Dad hear. He'll break my legs."
"If you know your dad wouldn't be happy, can't you behave a bit when he's at home?"
