The night fell, but Tang Xiaobai's room was still not quiet.
"Tonight, I'll sleep with Xiao Bai!" Tang Jiaojiao declared with an "I've made up my mind" attitude.
Gu Ning was taken aback, then smiled and said, "The night before a daughter gets married, she usually sleeps with her mother."
Tang Jiaojiao frowned, disagreeing, "Mom's so far along now, and Xiao Bai doesn't sleep well—"
"How do I not sleep well?" Tang Xiaobai didn't like hearing that.
Tang Jiaojiao glanced sideways at her, "Do you know how many times I covered you with a blanket during your naps when you were little?"
Tang Xiaobai: ...
"You said it was when I was little." Digging up old stories, is it fun?
Gu Ning covered her mouth and laughed for a while, then said, "I'd better sleep with Xiao Bai, there's something I need to tell her." After speaking, her pretty face blushing, her eyes flickering, extremely unnatural.
Tang Xiaobai suddenly understood.
