Mommy, Don't Dislike Daddy

Seeing that Fu Tingyu was back-facing him, Xiao Jiu also leaned sideways and supported his forehead with one hand. He stared at the back of Fu Tingyu's head for a long time and said worriedly, "Daddy, I guess Mommy will come later. I'm really worried that you will say you don't want a wife."

The man carried Xiao Jiu on his back and replied coldly, "Get out if you don't want to sleep."

"Alright, I'll put on my clothes now."

Xiao Jiu had long gotten used to Fu Tingyu's ice-cold tone. He did not plan to sleep tonight anyway.

He got up nimbly, put on his slippers, and came to the sofa. He took off his oversized nightgown and casually threw it on the sofa. He then picked up his clothes and began putting them on.

Boss had not slept the whole time. It was curling up on the sofa in good spirits, staring at Xiao Jiu with its dark green eyes.