Tang Yu, holding her, also yawned, her head nodding bit by bit.
"Sit on me," Ye Sihan pulled her.
"Ah?" Tang Yu got up and sat on Ye Sihan.
She held Xibao, and Ye Sihan held her, which meant Ye Sihan was holding both her and Xibao in his arms.
"Sleep a while, I'll watch over," Ye Sihan said.
Tang Yu looked at Ye Sihan, then lowered her head and leaned on his chest.
She felt at that moment she needed a sense of security even more than Xibao.
In the past when she was alone, what she feared most was her four children getting sick, panicking, crying alongside the crying children, caring for them throughout the night, too exhausted yet afraid to close her eyes even for a moment, fearing some accident might befall the children.
But now, she could sleep without a burden in Ye Sihan's arms, without worrying the child she held would fall down or when the IV would finish.
Besides, this man had wounds on his back, how could he be so strong...