"Eh? That's not Mommy..."
Leng Sichen: "...It's me."
The little guy immediately asked in surprise, "Xiangru? Why are you on my mommy's bed?"
"The living room was too cold." Leng Sichen replied expressionlessly.
The little guy tilted his head, "So Mommy let you sleep with her?"
"Mm." Leng Sichen nodded solemnly.
Unfortunately, it's impossible to fool his own highly intelligent son...
Sure enough, Xiaobai looked at him disapprovingly, "Xiangru, you're lying."
Leng Sichen sighed, "Fine, I snuck in."
"Forget it, I won't expose you this time. Move over a bit, I want to stay with Mommy for a while. She's going on a business trip soon, and might not be back for many days..."
Putting himself in others' shoes, he thought Xiangru must have sneaked in because he couldn't bear to part with Mommy, so he forgave him.
Leng Sichen obediently made room for the little guy.
The only person in the world who could make Leng Sichen give up a spot beside his wife was his son.
