It's almost three in the morning.
"Yiyi, you're not the only one worried about them, I'm also very concerned." The underlying meaning was that he came because he was worried about Xiaoyu's situation, not just because of her.
Bei Yiyi pursed her lips and looked away.
This isn't her home; she indeed doesn't have the right to drive him away...
Wu Yao didn't come looking for her; she clearly should be relieved, but that heart of hers, unsettled as it was, felt even more uncomfortable.
Little Demon King already felt sleepy before Wu Yao came in. Now, the sleepiness was more intense, his little head bobbing hazily, struggling to stay awake.
Bei Yiyi felt a pang in her heart and picked Xiaoyu up onto the bed, "Xiaoyu, if you're sleepy, go to sleep. Little Mommy will stay here with you until your mommy comes back."
She promised Mo Qiansu to take care of Xiaoyu, afraid Xiaoyu might suddenly feel unwell at night, so naturally, she would sleep in the same bed with him.
But right now...
