"Wen Zhiyan, you dared to lie to me." Fang Miaomiao buried her head in Wen Zhiyan's arms, feeling her heart was about to leap out. "You scared me to death just now."
"If you're so scared, why did you still watch?"
"I watched precisely because I was scared," Fang Miaomiao retorted indignantly. "That's what makes it exciting, okay?"
She just had this ability to be cowardly yet still want to watch.
"Alright," Wen Zhiyan gently patted Fang Miaomiao's shoulder. "I didn't trick you this time, that girl is really gone."
"Fine, I'll believe you one more time." Fang Miaomiao mumbled and cautiously peeked out.
Seeing that there were no scary scenes, she finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Two hours later, the movie ended with Fang Miaomiao jumping in fright countless times.
"Thank goodness the room is soundproofed, otherwise it would have been a sin to wake An An."
"Miaomiao can sleep alone tonight?"
She didn't dare to sleep alone?
Who was he looking down on?
"Nonsense, how could I not dare to sleep alone?"
After saying that, Fang Miaomiao completely ignored Wen Zhiyan, who was still sitting on the sofa, and got up to return to the bedroom. "Goodnight, Wen Zhiyan."
Wen Zhiyan's lips curved slightly. "Goodnight, Miaomiao."
Twenty minutes later.
Wen Zhiyan's door moved.
A figure, holding a pillow, tiptoed in.
"Miaomiao?"
Fang Miaomiao froze on the spot, holding the pillow, unsure whether to go in or retreat.
"Cough, cough." Fang Miaomiao touched her nose, her eyes darting around. "It's so late, and you're still awake. You wouldn't be scared, would you?"
Wen Zhiyan covered the amusement in his eyes. "Yes, I'm scared."
"I knew you were scared, so I came over to sleep with you."
Wen Zhiyan's eyebrows rose. Although his Miaomiao had taken a lot of liberties with him in her sleep, this was the first time she had come to his room while awake.
Fang Miaomiao also felt guilty, but she had no choice. The horror movie had taken too much of a toll. Covering her head with the quilt didn't help; she was afraid a little ghost would crawl out from under the bed and giggle at her in her blanket.
She really couldn't handle that kind of atmosphere.
Originally, she had wanted to sleep in An An's room, but she couldn't open the door, and she didn't want to wake An An.
The only place left was Wen Zhiyan's room. She had thought that after twenty minutes, Wen Zhiyan would be sound asleep, and if she entered quietly, she wouldn't be discovered.
After all, this wasn't the first time she had climbed into Wen Zhiyan's bed.
"Thank you, Miaomiao," Wen Zhiyan said gently.
"You're welcome, you're welcome."
Getting into bed, Fang Miaomiao instinctively slept at the very edge.
"Miaomiao, aren't you afraid of falling off?"
"Ah? It's okay, I'm a very honest sleeper," Fang Miaomiao's old face flushed.
"Okay," Wen Zhiyan feared he might tease her too much, and besides, it was late. "Goodnight, Miaomiao."
"Goodnight."
The bedside lamp was turned off, and the entire bedroom plunged into darkness.
However, Fang Miaomiao felt no fear. She smelled the faint fragrance on the quilt, her mind a blank.
Help, she had actually gotten into Wen Zhiyan's bed while fully awake.
Slowly, inch by inch, she moved her head to look in Wen Zhiyan's direction.
Even though she couldn't see anything, Fang Miaomiao thought Wen Zhiyan was handsome.
Watching, watching.
Fang Miaomiao drifted off to sleep in a daze.
...
She was awakened by a milky scent.
"An An?"
Fang Miaomiao instinctively lifted her arm.
The touch was a bit hard.
It didn't feel like An An's body at all.
"An An?"
"Mommy, you and Daddy are hugging."
It was normal for her to hug her boyfriend.
Boyfriend?
Fang Miaomiao's eyes snapped open, and she saw Wen Zhiyan sitting up on the bed, holding a book she couldn't understand, with her arm around his waist.
And the milky scent was coming from her back.
"Good morning, Mommy."
Fang Miaomiao recoiled as if electrocuted, quickly withdrawing her arm and giving a polite, albeit awkward, smile to Wen Zhiyan above her. "Good morning, Wen Zhiyan."
"Morning."
Wen Zhiyan greeted her with a cheerful mood.
Fang Miaomiao then quickly turned and looked at the grinning Wen Yan'an. Good, this little guy had used his milky scent to lure her into instinctively reaching out to hug him.
Wen Yan'an immediately burrowed into Fang Miaomiao's embrace. "Mommy, I said good morning to you earlier, and you didn't respond."
"I apologize, good morning, An An."
"It's okay, Mommy, you don't need to apologize."
"The most basic thing when you make a mistake is to apologize," Fang Miaomiao said, shaking her head. "You can't be impolite, nor can you be blindly impolite. If Mommy makes a mistake, I have to apologize to you too."
Wen Yan'an rubbed against Fang Miaomiao's neck without speaking.
"Little An An, let me ask you a question."
"Mommy, ask away."
Fang Miaomiao's expression was a little complicated. "An An, why did you lock your room door last night?"
"I accidentally locked it," Wen Yan'an scratched his head. Hmph, if he had known Mommy wanted to sleep in his bed last night, he should have checked if his door was locked before going to sleep.
"Is that so?" Fang Miaomiao rubbed Wen Yan'an's head. "I'm so sleepy. An An, want to stay in bed with Mommy for a bit longer?"
"Okay," Wen Yan'an replied crisply.
"Hahaha."
The two instantly started playfully wrestling on the bed, almost involving a third party.
"Daddy, you're disturbing me and Mommy's sleep."
Wen Zhiyan raised his eyebrows slightly, then sent a text message to Lin Ma and Yuan Chao. He put down his phone and lay back down on the bed.
"Daddy?" Wen Yan'an looked at the scene in front of him with some surprise.
"It's still early, go to sleep."
Wen Yan'an froze, then his eyes widened, and he instinctively slipped between Wen Zhiyan and Fang Miaomiao. "Sleep, sleeping with Daddy and Mommy."
His excited and enthusiastic demeanor made Wen Zhiyan pause for a moment, then his lips curved. "Okay, sleep with Miaomiao and An An."
Fang Miaomiao's face blushed as she tucked Wen Yan'an in.
"Mommy, I thought I wouldn't have the chance to sleep with Daddy and Mommy together."
"How could that be?"
"I'm sorry."
Wen Yan'an placed his hand on Wen Zhiyan's, then pulled Fang Miaomiao's hand and placed it on himself. "Daddy, no need to say sorry. An An is very happy. An An has a Daddy and a Mommy, and now I'm sleeping with Daddy and Mommy. An An is the happiest child in the world."
Hearing Wen Yan'an say it so earnestly, word by word, Fang Miaomiao's eyes felt a little sore.
"Mommy."
Wen Yan'an pulled Fang Miaomiao's hand, then pulled Wen Zhiyan's hand and placed them on him. "Will we always be together?"
"Yes."
"Mommy?"
"Yes, your Mommy will always love Baby An An."
His undisguised affection made Wen Yan'an purse his lips shyly, his eyes filled with childlike light and joy. "An An will always love Mommy too."
The three lay on the bed, taking a nap.