Gu Qingyao's bed was very soft. It was lined with a thick cotton blanket, and the quilt on top was made of new cotton wool. It was especially warm when she covered herself with it in winter.
This was the first time Mu Mu was sleeping on such a comfortable bed, with a soft, fragrant person to cuddle him. He slept soundly all night.
When he awoke the next morning, he immediately saw a very pretty older sister sleeping next to him and cuddling him.
Mu Mu was unable to respond for a long time.
When Gu Qingyao opened her eyes, she saw that the child was looking at her with wide eyes. She patted his small head. "Good boy! Don't be afraid, this is Aunt Gu's house. You were ill last night, so your older brothers brought you here for treatment. You slept with me last night. Don't be afraid!"
She felt for the watch by the bedside and saw that it was just past six o'clock. It was not yet completely bright outside.