At night, the cold wind outside the window was biting.
Lin Wanwan, Qingyu, Xiao Yixun, and Baya Naba sat together in the greenhouse, with Lin Wanwan telling stories to the three seated in a row, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Inside, it was as warm as spring, and the cold wind outside did not affect the people inside at all.
"Alright! The story ends here for today, we'll continue tomorrow." Lin Wanwan clapped her hands, urging the three to go back to their rooms to sleep.
Little Qingyu reluctantly snuggled up to Lin Wanwan, looking up and asking her, "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Lin Wanwan affectionately ruffled her little head: "No, Little Yue has grown up and can't sleep clinging to mommy anymore."
The rejected Qingyu seemed on the verge of tears, and little Baya Naba comforted her: "It's okay, after you sleep, you can see your mommy again when you wake up."
Qingyu didn't respond, looking at Lin Wanwan with tear-filled eyes.
