However, no sooner had she turned around when her thigh was grabbed again, Yun Xiao was crying and laughing intermittently, "Mother, you can hit me or scold me, just don't leave, okay?"
Xia Dabao, feeling helpless, had to suppress her frustration and said gently, "Alright, I won't leave, but sleeping on the floor will be cold. Be good and go back to bed, or else mother will be angry."
Yun Xiao actually smiled, quickly climbed onto the bed, but still held tightly onto Xia Dabao's hand, coquettishly asking, "Then, will mother sleep with the child?"
"Alright, alright, alright," Xia Dabao said several times, slowly finding Yun Xiao's Baihui point and pressed a bit harder.
Only when Yun Xiao lay motionless did Xia Dabao gently coax him, "Son, now sleep obediently."
She picked up her bundle and with a "clang," she shut the door.
He would at least sleep until noon the next day.
…
The next day.
