"Brother Zhengzheng, he—" Luoluo made a gesture indicating something tall.
The son climbed up high. Jun Ye furrowed his brows, rushed quickly to assist, just arriving at the bathroom door. At the moment when he saw his son about to fall from the stool, Tongtong was next to him, her round little eyes wide with fear. Jun Ye's big hand swiftly reached out, grabbed the son by the collar. Little Baozi was like something suspended by a crane, swaying under dad's big hand but eventually standing firmly on the tiles.
Jun Ye initially intended to scold his son, but seeing his son's already dejected little face, he held back his words, just saying, "Everyone out."
"My sister and I haven't brushed our teeth," Little Baozi said.
So Jun Ye first lifted Luoluo out of the bathroom, ordering, "Sit outside."
