Zhao Xiaoxiao, still half-asleep, tiptoed into the room, clutching a large stuffed toy in her arms. Without saying a word, she climbed onto the bed.
Seeing Jiang Siming, she simply said, "Uncle Jiang, hello."
Then, she obediently lay down in the middle of the bed and closed her eyes.
Jiang Siming and Zhao Xuan exchanged a glance, feeling awkward and speechless.
In the end, Jiang Siming was about to leave, but it was too late. Zhao Xuan couldn't bear for Jiang Siming to drive in the middle of the night, so she decided to let him stay.
After all, Zhao Xiaoxiao knew everything, and she didn't mind Jiang Siming at all, so there was no need to hide anything.
The two adults got into bed, one on each side, but they couldn't cuddle together anymore, thanks to a little "third wheel" in between.
After Zhao Xuan shyly moved away, she suddenly felt a strange sense of wonder.