Mrs. Han hesitated a bit, but she dragged her dad's arm and walked towards the room, "Mom, Dad's physique makes him likely to fall off the sofa, I'm just right for it, don't overthink it."
"Okay, you truly are your dad's little cotton-padded jacket."
Mrs. Han felt very relieved, the child's father didn't love this girl in vain.
Settled her own man.
Mrs. Han handed her daughter a spare pillow and bedding and reminded her after setting them up, "Don't kick the quilt at midnight, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Oh, Mom, I'm not a little kid anymore, rest assured, it's getting late, you should go to sleep."
Han Meimei pushed her mom into the room and then turned off the lights to sleep.
Lying on the sofa, Han Meimei couldn't fall asleep.
Her mind was full of the enticing muscles of Handsome Uncle.
"Eh... How have I become a little pervert?" Han Meimei pulled up the quilt to cover her head.
"Don't think, don't think, don't allow yourself to think of such seductive content."
